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PSALMS  OF  DAVID, 

Imitated  in  the 

ItANGUAGE  OF  THE  NEW  TESTAMENT, 

And  applied  to  the 

CTJTIISTIAK  USE  A>'D  WORSHIP 

BY  I.  WATTS,  D.  D. 

ooooocco 

A  XEW   EDITION, 

In  which  the  Psalms  omitted  by  Dr.  Watts  are 

versified,  local  passages  are  altered,  and  a 

number  of  Psalms  are  versified  anew 

in  proper  metres. 

ET  TIMOTHY  DWIGHT,  D.  D, 

President  of  Tale  College. 

At  the  request  of  the  General  Association  of 
Connecticut. 

TO  THE  PSAEMS  IS  ADDED 

A  SELECTION  OF  HYMNS, 


HARTFORD : 

Published  by  Silas  Andrus  ; 

\r)i  by  E.  Peck  &:  Co.,  Rochester,  New- York 

C  Goodwin  &  Son?,  Printers, 
1817. 


[RENEWAL  OF  COPY-RIGHT.] 


DISTRICT  OF  CONNECTICUT,  SS. 

*******  BE  IT  REMEMBERED,  That  on  the 
J  L.  S.  %  fourth  day  of  November,  in  the  fortieth 
*******  war  of  the  Independence  of  the  United 
States,  TIMOTHY  DWIGHT,  of  the  said  District, 
hath  deposited  in  this  Office  the  title  of  a  Book,  the 
right  \\  hereof  he  claims  as  Author,  in  the  words  fol- 
lowing, to  wit : 

"  The  Psalms  of  David,  imitated  in  the  language  of 
the  New-Testament,  and  applied  to  the  Christian 
use  and  worship.     By  I.  Watts,  D.  D.    A  new 
edition,  in  which  the  Psalms  omitted  by  Dr.  Watts 
are  versified  anew  in  proper  metres.    To  the 
Psalms  is  added  a  Selection  of  Hymns.    By  Tim- 
othy Dwight,  D.  D.  President  of  Yale  College. 
Approved  and  allowed  by  the  General  Assembly 
of  the  Presbyterian  Church  in  the  United  States 
of  America." 
In  conformity  to  the  Act  of  the  Congress  of  the 
United  States,  entitled,  "  An  Act  for  the  encourage- 
ment of  learning  by  securing  the  copies  of  maps, 
charts,  and  books,  to  the  author  and  proprietor  of 
such  copies  during  the  times  therein  mentioned." 
HENRY  W.  EDWARDS,  Clerk 

of  the  District  of  Connecticut. 
\  true  copy  of  record  examined  and  sealed  by  me, 
HENRY  W.  EDWARDS,  Clerk 

of  the  District  of  Connecticut. 


WHEREAS  the  Rev.  Dr.  Dwight  was  requested 
by  the.  Genual  Association  of  the  state  of 
Connecticut,  that  nit  ton  the  third  Tuesday  of  June, 
in  the  year  of  oi:r  Lord  1Z97,  to  revise  Dr.  Walls's 
jnutationof  the  Psalms  of  David,  so  as  to  accommo- 
m  to  the  state  of  the  American  churches; 
and  to  supply  the  deficiency  of  those  psalms  which 
Dr.  Watts  had  omitted.  And  Iming  undertaken  this 
s«  rvice,  and  made  such  alterations  and  additions,  gave 
notice  thereof  to  the  Association  at  their  meeting'  in 
the  year  1799  ;  and  the  Association  wishing  the  ad- 
vice and  concurrence  of  the  General  Assembly  of 
the  Presbyterian  Church  in  the  United  States  in  this 
important  business ;  the  subscribers  were  appointed 
by  the  above  bodies,  to  meet,  and  examine  such  alte- 
rations and  additions  ;  and  accordingly  met  at  Stam- 
ford, on  the  10th  day  of  June,  1800,  and  having 
carefully  examined  them,  approve  and  recommend 
said  version,  as  thus  altered  and  amended,  to  the  use 
of  the  churches. 

SKfflfc:     ~)  .         UsePh  Strong, 


John  Smalley 
Cyprian  Strong, 


■  Committee.  <  Asa  Hillyer,  Jun. 


haccLevi?         S  '     ( Jomt]mn  Freeman, 

"WE  also  reeonnnend  to  Dr.  Dxvight,  to  select  such 
hymns  from  Dr.  Watts,  Dr.  Doddridge,  and  others. 
and  annex  them  to  his  edition  of  the  psalms,  as  shall 
furnish  the  churches  uith  a  more  extensive  system  of 
psalmody. 

John  Rodgers,       Joseph  Strong, 
John  Small ey,        Asa  Hillyer,  Jun, 
Cyprian  Strong,    Jonathan  Freeman, 
Isaac  Leivis, 
THE  above  is  a  true  copy  of  the  doings  of  the 
committee. 

Test,        CYPRIAN  STRONG,  Scribtu 


Georgt  Goodwin  &  Sonsn...Priiiti  1 


ADVERTISEMENT 

AFTER  the  American  Revolution,  it  ljecame 
early  the  general  wish  of  the  Churches, and  Congre- 
gations in  tliis  country,  that  such  passages  in  Dr. 
Watts's  version  of  the  Psalms  as  were  local,  and 
inapplicable  to  our  own  circumstances,  might  be 
altered  and  made  to  accord  with  those  circumstances. 
In  several  succeeding  instances  such  an  alteration 
has  been  made.  The  General  Association  of  this 
State,  however,  thought  proper,  atthtir  session  in 
June,  1795,  to  request  the  subscriber  to  attempt  the 
work  anew.  To  this  request  they  subjoined  another, 
viz.  that  he  would  versify  the  Psalms  omitted  by 
Dr.  Watts.  At  the  same  ti.ne,  a  number  of  the 
Clergy  and  Laity,  of  the  first  respectability,  recom- 
mended, that  an  addition  should  be  made  to  the 
number  of  Psalms,  versified  by  Dr.  Watts  in  proper 
metres,  for  the  purpose  of  preventing  a  too  frequent 
repetition  of  them  in  our  worship.  They  also  re- 
<'ommeuded,  that  a  number  of  Hymns  should  be 
annexed  to  the  Psalm-Book,  sufficient  to  complete  a 
system  of  public  Psalmody. 

In  May,  1798,  a  motion  was  made  in  the  General 
Assembly  of  the  Presbyterian  Church,  for  accom- 
plishing the  same  general  purpose ;  but  the  Gene- 
ral Assembly,  being  informed  that  the  business  had 
been  taken  up  by  the  General  Association,  con- 
cluded to  postpone  any  further  measures,  relative 
to  it,  until  they  should  see  the  issue  of  the  meas- 
ures, adopted  in  Connecticut.  After  tins  work  was 
completed,  a  joint  committee  was  appointed  to  ex.- 


6  ADVERTISEMENT. 

amine,  on  behalf  of  both  these  Ecclesiastical  bodies, 
the  state  and  character  of  the  work,  and  finally  to 
approve  or  disapprove  of  it,  as  they  should  judge 
proper.  Their  decision  the  reader  has  already  seen 
on  a  preceding  page. 

With  the  requests  and  recommendations  above 
mentioned  I  have  endeavoured  to  comply.  Some 
account  of  what  I  have  done  is  due  to  the  public. 

In  making  such  alt,  rations  in  Dr.  Watts's  version, 
as  respect,  d  objects  merely  local,  I  have  in  some 
instances  applied  the  P sal  in,  or  the  passage  to  the 
Church  at-Inrge,  or  to  Christian  nations  generally  ; 
and  in  others,  particularly  to  our  own  country.  The 
latter  I  have  done  because  every  nation,  like  every 
individual,  feeling  its  ounconctms  n. ore  than  any 
other,  will  find  various  occasions  of  adapting  its 
praise  peculiarly  to  them. 

In  altering  such  passages,  as  were  ekf  ctive,  eith«  r 
in  the  language  or  the  sentiment,  I  found  two  objects 
claiming  my  attention— the  errors  of  the  press,  and 
those  of  the  writer. 

The  reverence  for  Dr.  Watts  is  in  this  country  so 
great, that  I  shall  not  be  surprised  to  find  mysdf  char-* 
ged  with  want  of  modesty,  for  suggesting,  that  he  was 
the  subject  of  such  errors.  Dr.  Watts  was  a  man  of 
great  eminence  for  learning,  wisdom  and  piety  ;  and 
ia  usefulness  to  mankind  has  had  few  equals.  As  a 
poet,  in  writing  a  flowing  happy  stanza,  familiar 
without  vulgarism,  and  elevated  without  affectation 
or  obscurity,  he  has  perhaps  never  been  excelled. 
The  design  of  evangelizing  the  Psalms,  [if  I  may 
be  allowed  the  expression]  was  one  of  those  happy 
thought*,  which  rarely  occur,  and  will  give  his  version 


ADVERTISEMENT.  7 

a  decided  superiority  over  every  other,  as  a  vtldclc 
for  the  praise  of  Christians.  Still  he  was  not  distin- 
guished as  a  correct  writer,  and  must  undoubtedly  be 
charged  with  some  of  the  errors  found  in  his  Psulm- 
Rook.  A  part  of  those  only  have  I  attempted  to  re- 
move. I  should  have  ventured  farther,  had  I  not  been 
originally  cautioned  to  make  no  alterations  except 
those,  M'hich  should  appear  to  be  either  absolutely  nec- 
essary, or  plainly  important.  In  these  alterations  I  have 
aimed  to  vary  as  little  as  might  be  from  my  original. 

As  the  Editions  of  Dr.  Watts's  Psalms  have  been 
Very  numerous,  both  in  Great  Britain  and  America, 
many  typograplucal  errors  have  crept  into  the  mod- 
ern copies  of  that  work.  Those  I  have  carefully  en- 
deavoured to  correct. 

In  versifying  the  Psalms,  omitted  by  Dr.  Watts,  I 
have  followed  the  free  example,  which  he  has  set.— 
When  the  reader  is  informed,  that  Dr.  Watts  was 
discouraged  from  attempting  these,  I  am  persuaded, 
that  he  will  not  think  the  latitude  which  I  have  taken, 
unwarrantable. 

In  adding  to  the  number  of  Psalms,  versified  in  sev- 
eral kinds  of  proper  metres,  I  have  generally  selected 
those,  which  were  of  frequent  use.  As  the  design  was 
to  prevent  the  necessity  of  singing  the  existing  Psalms, 
of  this  description,  too  often,  such  a  selection  became 
indispensable.  I  have  not  vei-sified  any  in  the  metre 
of  the  old  50th,  because  of  the  incumbrance  of  the 
chorus ;  nor  any  in  that  of  the  113th,  because  I  thought 
the  number  already  sufficient. 

The  Hymns  I  have  selected  from  various  writers 
with  a  design  of  extending  and  completing  a  system 
of  Psalmody.    I  do  not  flatter  myself  that  a  divine 


8  ADVERTISEMENT. 

song  will  be  found  here  adapted  to  every  religious 
subject ;  yet  I  hope  there  will  be  no  important  defi- 
cit ney.  Had  I  followed  my  own  judgment  only, 
the  collection  would  have  been  somewhat  larger ;  but 
I  found  several  judicious  divines  of  opinion  that  it 
would  -be  expedient  to  make  it  still  less.  To  the 
Hymns  selected  I  am  persuaded  there  will  be  no  ob- 
jection. 

It  cannot,  without  weakness,  be  supposed,  that 
what  I  have  done  will  meet  the  universal  approbation 
of  those,  for  whose  use  this  Psalm-Book  is  intended. 
The  introduction  of  a  Psalm-Book  into  the  tise  of 
Churches  has  ever  been  attended  with  difficulties.  I 
have  not  satisfied  myself;  it  ought,  therefore,  not  to 
be  expected,  that  I  should  satisfy  others,  whose  judg- 
ment must  doubtless  be  more  impartial,  and  less  bias- 
sed in  my  favour  than  my  own.  I  can  only  say  that 
I  have  intended  well. 

No  doctrine  will,  I  believe,  be  found  in  the  book, 
which  is  not  accordant  with  the  general  Protestant 
Orthodoxy.  In  tliis  part  of  the  performance  I  pre- 
sume, therefore,  I  shall  not  be  extensively  censured. 
With  respect  to  the  rest,  I  leave  it  in  the  hands  of  the 
public  with  my  sineere  A\ish,  and  earnest  prayer  to 
God,  that  it  may  please  him  to  make  it  the  mean  of 
assisting  the  praise,  and  promoting  the  edification  and 
comfort  of  my  fellow  Christians. 

TIMOTHY  D WIGHT. 

New-Haven,  August  13, 1800. 


THE 

PSALMS  OF  DAVID, 

IMITATED  IN  THE 
LANGUAGE  OF  THE  NEW  TESTAMENT. 

PSALM  1.    Common  Metre. 
The  -way  and  end  of  the  righteous  and  the  wicked. 

1  T>  LEST  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place, 
_0     Where  sinners  love  to  meet ;  . 

Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  scoffer's  seat : 

2  But  in  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 

Has  plac'd  his  chief  dtlight  ; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  [He,  like  a  plant  of  generous  kind 

By  living  waters  set, 
Safe  from  the  storms  and  blasting  wind, 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  state.] 

4  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair, 

Shall  his  profession  shine ; 

While  fruits  of  holiness  appear, 

Like  clusters  on  the  vine. 

5  Not  so  the  impious  and  unjust : 

What  vain  designs  they  form  ! 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  dust,, 
Or  charf,  before  the  storm. 

6  Sinners  in  judgment  shall  not  stand 

Among  the  sons  of  grace, 
When  Christ  the  Judge,  at  his  right  hand 
Appoints  his  saints  a  place. 

7  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread, 

His  heart  approves  it  well ; 
But  crooked  ways  of  sinners  lead 
Down  to  the  gates  of  helL 


JO  PSALM  I. 

PSALM  l.    Short  metre. 
The  saint  happy,  tlte  sinner  miserable. 

1  rip  H  E  man  is  ever  blest, 

X       Who  shuns  the  sinner's  ways ; 
Among  their  councils  never  stands, 
Nor  takes  the  scoroer's  place  ; 

2  But  makes  the  law  of  God 
His  study  and  delight, 

Amid  the  labours  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  He  like  a  tree  shall  thrive, 
With  waters  near  the  root : 

Fresh  as  the  leaf  his  name  shall  live  ; 
His  works  are  heavenly  fruit. 

4  Not  so  th'  ungodly  race, 
They  no  such  blessings  find ; 

Their  hopes  shall  flee  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  stand 
Before  that  judgment  seat, 

Where  all  the  saints  at  Christ's  right  hand 
In  full  assembly  meet  ? 

6  He  knows,  and  he  approves 
The  way  the  righteous  go : 

But  sinners  and  their  works  shall  meet 
A  dreadful  overthrow. 

PSALM  1.    Long  Metre. 
The  difference  between  the  righteous  and  the  wicked. 
i  TT  APPY  the  man  whose  cautious  feet 
XjL   Shun  the  broad  way  that  sinners  go  ; 
Who  hates  the  place  where  Atheists  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  scoffers  do. 

2  He  loves  t'  employ  his  morning  light 
Among  the  statutes  of  the  Lord  ; 

A  nd  spends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night 
AVith  pleasure  pondering  o'er  his  word. 

3  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  streams, 
Shall  flourish  in  immortal  green  ; 

And  Heaven  will  shine  with  kindest  beams 
On  every  work  bis  hands  begin. 


PSALM  II.  II 

4  But  unaen  find  their  counsels  crost ; 
As  chart'  before  the  tempest  flies, 

So  shall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  lost, 
When  the  last  trumpet  shakes  the  skies. 

5  In  vain  the  rebel  seeks  to  stand 
In  judgment  with  the  pious  race  ; 

The  dreadful  Judge  with  stern  command. 
Divides  him  to  a  different  place  : 

6  M  Straight  is  the  way  my  saints  have  trod  ; 
"  I  blest  the  path  and  drew  it  plain ; 

u  But  you  would  choose  the  crooked  road; 

"  And  down  it  leads  to  endless  pain." 

PSALM  2.    Short  Metre. 

Translated  according  to  the  divine  pattern,  Acte  iv. 

24,  &c 

Chri.it  dying,  rising,  interceding,  and  reigning. 

1  [~\TAKER  and  sovereign  Lord 

J.TJL     Of  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  answers  thy  decrees. 

2  The  things,  so  long  foretold 
By  David,  are  fiilrill'd, 

"When  Jews  and  Gentiles  join'd  to  slay 
Jesus,  thy  Holy  Child.] 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 
And  Jews  with  one  accord 

Bend  all  their  counsels  to  destroy 
Th'  anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4  Rulers  and  kings  agree 
To  form  a  vain  design  ; 

Against  the  Lord  their  powers  unite, 
Against  his  Christ  they  join. 

5  The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 
And  will  support  his  throne; 

He  that  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 
PAUSE. 

6  Now  he's  ascended  high, 
And  asks  to  rule  the  earth  ; 

The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  heavenly  birth* 


12  PSALM  I). 

7  He  asks,  and  God  bestow  a 
A  large  inheritance  ;— 

Far  as  the  world's  remotest  ends 
His  kingdom  shall  advance. 

8  The  nations  that  rebel 
Must  feel  his  iron  rod  ; 

He'll  vindicate  those  honours  will 
Which  he  recti  v'd  from  God. 

9  [Be  wise,  ye  rulers,  now, 
And  worship  at  his  throne  ; 

With  trembling  joy,  ye  people,  bow 
To  God's  exalted  Son. 
10  If  once  his  wrath  arise, 
Ye  perish  on  the  place  ; 
Then  blessed  is  the  soul  that  flies 
For  refuge  to  his  grace.] 

PSALM  2.    Common  Metre. 

1  TT7HY  did  the  nations  join  to  slay 

W       The  Lord's  anointed  Son  ? 
Why  did  they  cast  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gospel  dov  n  ? 

2  The  Lord  that  sits  above  the  skies, 

Derides  their  rage  below  , 
He  speaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes, 
And  strikes  their  spirits  through. 

3  "  I  call  him  my  eternal  Son, 

u  And  raise  him  from  the  dead  ; 
"  I  make  my  holy  bill  Ids  throne, 
"  And  wide  his  kingdom  spread. 

4  u  Ask  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 

u  The  utmost  heathen  lands ; 
"  Thy  rod  of  iron  shall  destroy 

"  The  rebel  that  withstand-,'." 
6  Be  wise,  ye  riders  of  the  earth, 

Obey  th'  anointed  Lord, 
Adore  the  King  of  heavenly  birtb, 

And  tremble  at  his  word. 
ti  With  humble  lose  address  his  throne  , 

For  if  he  frown,  ye  die ; 
Those  are  secure,  and  those  alone. 

Who  on  lus  grace  rely. 


PSALM  II. 

PSALM  2.    Lung  Metre. 

Christ's  death,  resurrection  and  ascension. 

\   \~I/"HY  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage  ? 
V  V  The  Romans  why  thtir  swords  employ 
V gainst  the  Lord  their  powers  engage 
)  lis  dear  anointed  to  destroy  ? 

2  •'  Come,  let  us  break  his  bands,"  they  say, 
•:  This  man  shall  never  give  us  laws  ;" 
And  tlius  they  east  his  yoke  away, 

And  nail'd  their  Monarch  to  the  cross. 

3  But  God,  who  high  in  glory  reigns, 
Laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  controls : 
He'll  vex  their  heart  with  inward  pains, 
And  speak  in  thunder  to  their  souls. 

4  u  I  will  maintain  the  King  I  made 
"  On  Zion's  everlasting  hill, 

"  My  hand  shall  bring  him  from  the  dead, 
"  And  he  shall  stand  your  sovereign  still.'" 

5  [His  wondrous  rising  from  the  earth 
Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known ; 
The  Lord  declares  his  heavenly  birth  ; 
*k  This  day,  have  I  begot  my  Son." 

6  "  Ascend,  my  Son,  to  my  right  hand, 
"  There  thou  shalt  ask,  and  I  bestow 

'•'  The  utmost  bounds  of  heathen  land  ; 
"  To  thee  the  northern  isles  shall  bow."] 

7  But  nations  that  resist  his  grace 
Shall  fall  beneath  liis  iron  stroke  ; 
His  rod  shall  crush  his  foes  with  ease, 
As. potter's  earthen  work  is  broke. 

PAUSE. 

6  Now,  ye  that  sit  on  earthly  tin-ones, 
Be  wise,  and  serve  the  Lord,  the  Lamb, 
Now  at  his  feet  submit  your  crowns, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  name. 

'.<  With  humble  love  address  the  Son, 
Lest  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die ; 
His  wrath  will  burn  to  worlds  unknown, 
If  ye  provoke  bis  jealousy. 


I »  PSALM  III. 

'0  His  storms  shall  drive  you  quick  to  lull ; 
He  is  a  God,  and  ye  but  dust : 
Happy  the  souls  that  know  him  well, 
Ami  make  his  grace  their  ouly  trust. 

PSALM  3.    Common  Metre. 

Doubts  and  fears  sttpprest :  or,  God  cur  defence  from 

sin  and  Satan. 

1  A/T  Y  God,  how  many  are  my  fears ! 
_1t_L     How  fast  my  foes  increase ! 
Conspiring  my  eternal  death, 

They  break  my  present  peace. 

2  The  lying  tempter  would  persuade, 

There's  no  relief  in  heaven ; 
And  all  my  swelling  sins  appear 
Too  big  to  be  forgiven. 

3  But  thou,  my  glory  and  my  strength, 

Shalt  on  the  Tempter  tread ; 
Shalt  silence  all  my  threatning  guilt. 
And  raise  my  drooping  head. 

4  [I  cried,  and  from  his  holy  hill 

He  bow'd  a  listening  ear  ; 

I  call'd  my  Father  and  my  God, 

And  He  subdu'd  my  fear. 

5  He  shed  soft  slumbers  on  mine  ey^-i, 

In  spite  of  all  my  foes  ; 
I  woke  and  wonder'd  at  the  grace, 
That  guarded  my  repose.] 

6  What  tho'  the  hosts  of  death  and  hell 

All  arm'd  against  me  stood, 
Terrors  no  more  shall  shake  my  soul 
My  refuge  is  my  God. 

7  Arise,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  grace, 

While  I  thy  glory  sing : 
My  GoJ  hath"  broke  the  serpent's  teeth, 

And  death  has  lost  his  sting. 
3  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 

His  arm  alone  can  save  ; 
Blessings  attend  thy  p.-ople  h^n', 

And  reach  beyond  the  gi-3  7  u 


PSALM  IV. 

PSALM  3.    1,  2,  3,  4,  5,  8.    Long  Metre. 
J  Morning  Psalm. 

1  S~\  LORD,  how  many  are  my  foes, 

\J  In  this  weak  state  of  flesh  and  blood  ! 
My  peace  they  daily  discompose, 
But  my  defence  and  hope  is  God. 

2  Tir'd  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee  I  rais\l  an  evening  cry  ; 
Thou  heard'st  when  I  began  to  pray. 
And  thine  Almighty  help  was  nigh. 

3  Supported  by  thy  heavenly  aid, 

I  laid  me  down,  and  slept  secure ; 

Not  death  should  make  my  heart  afraid, 

Though  I  should  wake  and  rise  no  more. 

4  But  God  sustain'd  me  all  the  night ; 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  ; 

He  rais'd  my  head  to  see  the  light, 
A«d  make  his  praise  my  morning  song. 

PSALM  4.    1, 2, 3,  5,  6, 7.    Long  Metre, 
Hearing  of prayer ;  or,  God  our  portion,  and  Chi 
our  hope. 

1  r\  GOD  of  grace  and  righeousness, 
\_j    Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain ; 
Thou  hast  enlarg'd  me  in  distress  ; 
Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 

2  Ye  sons  of  men,  in  vain  ye  try 
To  turn  my  glory  into  shame  ; 
How  long  will  scoffers  love  to  lie, 

And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name  ! 

3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  saints 
From  all  the  tribes  of  men  beside  ; 
He  hears  the  cry  of  penitents, 

For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  that  died. 

4  When  our  obedient  hands  have  done 
A  thousand  works  of  righteousness, 
We  put  our  trust  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pardoning  grace. 

5  Let  the  unthinking  many  say, 

"  Who  will  bestow  some  earthly  good  ?"' 


15  PSALM  V. 

But,  Lord,  thy  light  ami  love  wo  pray  ; 
Our  souls  desire  this  heavenly  food. 
6  Then  shall  my  clieerful  powers  rejoice 
At  grace  and  favours  so  divine, 
Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice 
For  all  their  corn,  and  all  their  wine. 

PSALM  4.    3, 4,  5,  8.    Common  Metre. 
An  Evening  Psalm. 

1  T   ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  ; 
JLj     I  am  forever  thine  ; 

I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head. 

From  cares  and  business  fret. 

'Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bid 

With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening  sacrifice  ; 

And  when  my  work  is  d<mc, 
Great  God  !  my  faith  and  hope  relics 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus,  w  ith  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peac . 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 

PSALM  5.    Common  Metre. 

For  the  LonPt  Day  Morning. 

1  T    ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  bear 
.Li  My  voice  ascending  high  ; 

To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye  : 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 

To  plead  for  all  his  saint3. 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sight, 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand, 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort. 

To  taste  thy  m-'reies  there  : 


PSALM  VI. 

I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  iear. 

5  Oli,  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  rigfateaosnftos  ! 
Make  ev«.ry  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

PAUSE. 

6  My  watchful  enemies  combine 

To  tempt  my  feet  astray  ; 
They  flatter  with  a  base  design, 
To  make  my  soul  their  prey. 

7  Lord,  crush  the  serpent  in  the  dust, 

And  all  his  plots  destroy  ; 
While  those  that  in  thy  mercy  trust 

Forever  shout  for  joy. 
3  The  men  that  love  and  fear  thy  name 

Shall  see  their  hopes  fulfilled ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compass  them 

With  favour  as  a  shield. 

PSALM  6.    Common  Metre. 
Complaint  in  sicknes?,or,  (/tsetses  healei. 
\  TX  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 
J_     Withdraw  the  dreadful  storm  ; 
Nor  let  thy  fury  grow  so  hot 
Against  a  feeble  worm. 

2  My  soul's  bow'd  down  with  heavy  cares  ; 

My  flesh  with  pain  opprest ; 
My  couch  is  witness  to  my  tears  ; 
My  tears  forbid  my  rest. 

3  Sorrow  and  pain  wear  out  my  days ; 

I  waste  the  night  with  cries, 
Counting  the  minutes  as  they  pass, 
Till  the  slow  morning  rise. 

4  Shall  I  be  still  afflicted  more  ? 

Mine  eyes  consum'd  with  grief  ? 
How  long,  my  God,  how  loug  before 
Thy  hai.d  affords  relief  ? 

5  He  hears  when  dust  and  ashes  speak  ; 

He  pities  all  our  groans ; 
B 


18  PSALM  VII. 

He  saves  us  for  his  mercy's  sake, 

And  heals  our  broken  bones. 
6  The  virtue  of'liis  sovereign  word 

Restores  our  fainting  breath  ; 
For  silent  graves  praise  not  the  Lord, 

Nor  is  he  known  in  death. 

PSALM  6.    Long  Metre. 
Temptations  in  sickness  overcome. 

1  T   ORD,  I  can  suffer  thy  rebukes, 

J_J  When  thou  with  kindness  dost  chastise  ; 
But  thy  fierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
Oh,  let  it  not  against  me  rise  ! 

2  Pity  my  languishing  estate, 
And  ease  the  sorrows  that  I  feel  ; 

The  wounds  thy  heavy  hand  hath  made, 
Oh  I  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal ! 

3  See  how  I  pass  my  weary  days 

In  sighs  and  groans  ;  and  when  'tis  night, 
My  bed  is  water'd  with  my  tears ; 
My  grief  consumes  and  dims  my  sight. 

4  Look  how  the  powers  of  nature  mourn  ! 
How  long,  Almighty  God,  how  long  ? 
When  shall  thine  hour  of  grace  return  ? 
When  shall  I  make  thy  grace  my  song  ? 

5  I  feel  my  flesh  so  near  the  grave, 
My  thoughts  are  tempted  to  despair ; 
But  graves  can  never  praise  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  dust  and  silence  there. 

6  Depart,  ye  tempters,  from  my  soul, 
And  all  despairing  thoughts,  depart ; 
My  God,  who  hears  my  humble  moan. 
Will  ease  my  flesh  and  cheer  my  heart. 

PSALM  7.    Common  Metre. 

God's  care  of his  people,  and  punishment  of  persecutor:; 

'Y  trust  is  in  my  heavenly  friend, 


M 


i.i±    My  hope  in  thee,  my  God  ; 
Rise,  and  my  helpless  life  defend 
From  those  that  seek  my  blood. 


PSALM  VIII.  19 

2  With  insolence  and  fury  they 

My  soul  in  pieces  tear, 
As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey 
When  no  deliverer's  near. 

3  If  I  indulge  in  thoughts  unjust, 

And  wish  and  seek  their  woe, 
Then  let  them  tread  my  life  to  dust, 
And  lay  mine  honor  "low. 

4  If  there  were  malice  hid  in  me, 

I  know  thy  piercing  eyes  ; 
1  should  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  ask  my  God  to  rise. 

5  Arise,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand. 

Their  pride  and  power  control ; 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliverance  to  my  soul. 

PAUSE. 

6  [Let  sinners  and  their  wicked  rage 

Be  humbled  to  the  dust ; 
Shall  not  the  God  of  truth  engage 
To  vindicate  the  just  ? 

7  He  knows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins  ; 

He  will  defend  th'  upright ; 
His  sharpest  arrows  he  ordains 
Against  the  sons  of  spite. 

8  For  me  their  malice  dug  a  pit, 

But  there  themselves  are  cast ; 
My  God  makes  all  their  mischief  light 
On  their  own  heads  at  last.] 

9  That  cruel,  persecuting  race 

Must  feel  Ids  dreadful  sword  ; 
Awake  my  soul  and  praise  the  grace 
And  justice  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM  8.    Short  Metre, 
Cod's  sovereignty  and  goodness ;  and  man's  dominion 
over  the  creatures. 
1  /~V  LORD,  our  heavenly  King, 
VJ  Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread. 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 


20  PSALM  VIII. 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high 
I  ra-se  my  wondering  eyes, 

And  see  the  moon  complete  in  light. 
Adorn  the  darksome  skies : 

3  When  I  survey  the  stars 
And  all  their  shining  forms ; 

Lord,  what  is  man  i  thai  worthless  thing. 
Akin  to  dust  and  worms  ? 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthless  man  ! 
That  thou  should'st  love  him  so  ? 

Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  plac'd, 
And  Lord  of  all  below. 

5  Thine  honours  crown  his  head, 
While  beasts  like  slaves  oliey, 

And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings, 
And  fish  that  cleave  the  sea. 

6  How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 
How  wond'rous  are  thy  ways ! 

Of  dust  and  worms  thy  power  can  frame. 
A  monument  of  praise. 

7  [Out  of  the  mouths  of  babes 
And  sucklings  thou  canst  draw 

Surprizing  honours  to  thy  name, 
And  strike  the  world  with  awe. 

8  O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King, 
Thy  name  is  all  divine ; 

Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine.] 

PSALM  8.    Common  Metre. 

Christ's  condescension,  and  glorification  ;  or,  God  made 

man. 

1  f\  LORD,  our  Lord,  how  wond'rous  great 
\J    Is  thine  exalted  name  I 

The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  state 
Let  men  and  babes  proclaim. 

2  When  I  behold  thy  works  on  high, 

The  moon  that  rules  the  night, 

And  stars  that  well  adorn  the  sky, 

'I  hose  moving  worlds  of  light : 

3  Lord,  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race, 

Who  dwells  so  far  below, 


PSALM  VIIL  21 

Tliat  thou  should'st  visit  him  with  grace, 
And  love  his  nature  so  : 

4  That  thine  eternal  Son  should  bear 

To  take  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 
To  save  a  dying  worm  ! 

5  [Yet  while  he  liv'd  on  earth  unknown, 

And  men  would  not  adoi-e, 

TV  obedient  seas  and  fishes  own 

His  Godhead  and  his  power. 

6  The  waves  lay  spread  beneath  his  feet, 

And  fish  at  his  command, 
Brought  their  large  shoals  to  Peter's  net, 
And  tribute  to  his  hand. 

7  These  humbler  gloi-ies  of  the  Son, 

Shone  through  the  fleshly  cloud  ; 
Now  we  behold  him  on  his  throne, 
And  men  confess  him  God.] 

8  Let  him  be  crown'd  with  majesty, 

Who  bow'd  his  head  to  death  ; 

And  be  his  honours  sounded  high, 

By  all  things  that  have  breath. 

9  Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  state, 
Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim. 

PSALM  8.    Ver.  1,  2,  Paraphrased. 

First  Part.    Long  Metre. 

The  hosannah  of  the  children  ;  or,  infants  praising 

God. 

1  \  LMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  Skies ! 

J\_  Thro'  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  spread  ; 

And  thine  eternal  glories  rise, 

O'er  all  the  heavens  thy  hands  have  made. 

2  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 
A  monument  of  honour  raise  : 
And  babes  with  uninstructed  tongue 
Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praise. 

3  Thy  power  assists  their  tender  age 
To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground  ; 


22  PSALM  IX. 

To  still  the  hold  blasphemer's  rage, 
And  all  their  policy  confound. 

4  Children  amid  thy  temple  throng 
To  see  their  great  Redeemer's  face  ; 
The  Son  of  David  is  their  song, 
And  young  hosannas  fill  the  place. 

5  The  frowning  scribes  and  angry  priestj 
In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring  : 
Revenge  sits  silent  in  their  breasts, 
While  Jewish  babes  proclaim  their  King. 

PSALM  8.    Ver.  3,  &c.  Paraphrased. 

Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Adam  and  Christ,  lords  of  the  old  and  new  creation. 

1  X   ORD,  what  was  Man  when  made  at  first, 
JLi  Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  dust, 

That  thou  should  set  him  and  his  race 
But  just  below  an  angel's  place  ? 

2  That  thou  should'st  raise  his  nature  so, 
And  make  him  lord  of  all  below, 
Make  every  beast  and  bird  submit, 
And  lay  the  fishes  at  his  feet  ? 

3  But  O  !  what  brighter  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  second  Adam's  state  J 
What  honours  shall  thy  Son  adorn, 
Who  condescended  to  be  born ! 

4  See  him  below  his  angels  made. 
See  him  in  dust  among  the  dead. 
To  save  a  ruin'd  world  from  sin : 
Yet  he  shall  reign  with  power  divine. 

5  The  world  to  come,  redeem'd  from  all 
The  miseries  that  attend  the  fall. 
New  made,  and  glorious,  shall  submit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

PSALM  9.    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Wrath  and  mercy  from  the  judgment-scat. 
1  TTTITH  my  whole  heart  I'll  raise  my  song,. 
V\     Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim, 
Thou,  the  great  judge  of  right  and  wrong, 
Wilt  put  my  foes  to  shame. 


PSALM  IX. 

2  1*11  sin?  thy  majesty  and  grace  ; 

My  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteousness, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  shall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 

For  all  the  poor  opprest ; 

To  save  the  people  of  his  love, 

And  give  the  weary  rest. 

4  The  men  that  know  thy  name  will  trust 

In  thine  abundant  grace  : 
And  thou  wilt  ne'er  forsake  the  just, 
Who  humbly  seek  thy  face. 

5  Sing  praises  to  the  righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill, 
Who  executes  his  threatning  word, 
And  doth  his  grace  fulfil. 

PSALM  9.    Ver.  12.    Second  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
The  wisdom  and  equity  of  Providence. 
\  ITTHEX  the  great  Judge,  supreme,  and  just- 
V  V     Shall  once  enquire  for  blood, 
The  humble  souls,  that  mourn  in  dust, 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

2  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 

Doth  his  own  children  raise  : 
In  Zion's  gates  with  cheerful  breath 
They  sing  their  Father's  praise. 

3  His  foes  shall  fall  widi  heedless  feet 

Into  the  pit  they  made  ; 
And  sinners  perish  in  the  net, 
That  their  own  hands  have  spread. 

4  Thus  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God, 

Are  thy  deep  counsels  known  : 
When  men  of  mischief  are  destroy'd, 
The  snare  must  be  their  own. 
PAUSE. 

5  The  wicked  shall  sink  down  to  hell ; 

Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands, 
That  dare  forget  thee,  or  rebel 
Against  thv  known  commands. 


24  PSALM  X. 

6  Though  saints  to  sore  distress  are  brought. 

And  wait  auid  long  complain, 

Their  cries  shall  never  be  forgot, 

Nor  shall  their  hopes  be  vain. 

7  Rise,  Great  Redeemer,  from  thy  seat, 

To. judge  and  save  the  poor  :" 
Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 
And  men  prevail  no  snore. 

8  Thy  thunder  shall  affright  the  proud, 

And  put  their  hearts  to  pain  ; 
Make  them  confess  that  thou  art  God, 
And  they  but  feeble  men. 

PSALM  10.  Common  Metre. 

Prayer  heard,  and  saint*  srroeil ;  or,  pride,  cttlieism, 

and  oppression  punished. 

For  a  Humiliation  Day. 

1  \X7HY  doth  the  Lord  stand  off  so  far, 

\  V     And  why  conceal  his  face, 
When  great  calamities  appear, 
And  times  of  deep  distress  ? 

2  Lord,  skill  the  wicked  still  deride 

Thy  justice  and  thy  power  ? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride, 
And  still  thy  saints  devour  ? 

3  They  put  thy  judgments  from  their  sight, 

And  then  insult  the  poor  ; 
Tiny  boast,  in  their  exalted  height, 
That  they  sliall  fall  no  more. 

4  Arise,  O  God  !  lift  up  thy  hand, 

Attend  our  humble  cry  : 
No  enemy  shall  dare  to  stand, 
When  God  ascends  on  high. 
PAUSE. 

5  Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage, 

And  sav  with  foolish  pride, 
"  The  God  of  Heaven  will  ne'er  engage 
"  To  fight  on  Zion's  side." 

6  But  thou  forever  art  our  Lord, 

And  powerful  is  thy  hand, 


PSALM  XI. 

As  when  the  heathens  felt  thy  sword, 
And  perish'd  from  thy  land. 

7  God  will  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  bow  his  ear  to  hear ; 
He  marks  whate'er  hin  children  say, 
And  puts  the  world  in  fear. 

8  Proud  tyrants  shall  no  more  oppress, 

Xo  more  despise  the  just ; 
And  mighty  sinners  shall  eonfess 
They  are  but  earth  and  dust. 

PSALM  11.    Long  Metre. 
God  lows  the  righteous  and  hates  tlve  wicked. 

1  If  Y  refuge  is  the  God  of  love, 
jVL  Why  do  my  foes  insult  and  cry, 
"  Fly  like  a  timorous  trembling  dove, 
"  To  distant  woods  or  mountains  fly." 

2  If  government  be  all  destroyed, 
That  firm  foundation  of  ouf  peace, 
And  violence  make  justice  void, 
Where  shall  the  righteous  seek  redress  ? 

3  The  Lord  in  heaven  hath  fixed  his  throne. 
His  eye  Surveys  the  world  below ; 

To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known. 
His  eye-lids  search  our  spirits  through. 

4  If  he  afflicts  his  saints  so  far, 

To  prove  their  love,  and  try  their  grace. 
What  must  the  bold  transgressors  fear  ? 
His  very  soul  abhors  their  ways. 

5  On  impious  wretches  he  shall  rain 
Tempests  of  brimstone,  fire  and  death  ; 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 

Of  Sodom,  with  his  angry  breath. 

6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  souJs, 
Whose  thoughts  and  actions  are  since  r^ , 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 

The  men  that  his  own  image  hear. 


26  PSALM  XII. 

PSALM  12.    Long  Metre. 
The  saint's  safety  and  hope  in  evil  times  ;  or,  Sins 
qft/ie  tongue  complained  of,  viz.  blasphemy,  false- 
hood, <£rc. 

1  X   ORD,  if  thou  dost  not  soon  appear, 
JLi  Virtue  and  truth  will  fly  away ; 
A  faithful  man  amongst  us  here, 

Will  scarce  be  found  if  thou  delay. 

2  The  whole  discourse,  when  neighbours  meet. 
Is  filled  with  trifles  loose  and  vain ; 

Their  lips  are  flattery  and  deceit, 
And  their  proud  language  is  profane. 

3  But  lips,  that  with  deceit  abound, 
Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  long ; 
The  God  of  vengeance  will  confound 
The  flattering  and  blaspheming  tongue. 

1  "  Yet  shall  our  words  be  free,"  they  cry  ; 
"  Our  tongue  shall  be  controll'd  by  none  ; 
"  Where  is  the  Lord  will  ask  us  why ; 
"  Or  say,  our  lips  are  not  our  own  r" 

5  The  Lord,  who  sees  the  poor  oppress'd 
And  hears  the  oppressor's  haughty  strain. 
Will  rise  to  give  his  cluldren  rest, 

Nor  shall  they  trust  his  word  in  vain. 

6  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  though  often  try'd, 
Void  of  deceit  shall  still  appear ; 

Not  silver  seven  times  purified 

From  dross  and  mixture  shines  so  clear. 

7  Thy  grace  shall  in  the  darkest  hour 
Defend  the  holy  soul  from  harm' ; 
Though,  when  the  vilest  men  have  power, 
On  every  side  will  sinners  swarm. 

PSALM  12.    Common  Metre. 
Complaint  of  a  general  corruption  of  manners  :  or, 
The  promise  and  signs  of  Christ's  coming  to  judg- 
ment. 
1  TTELP,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail. 
XX  Religion  loses  ground ; 
The  sons  of  violence  prevail. 
And  treacheries  abound. 


PSALM  XIIL  21 

2  Their  oaths  and  promises  they  break, 

Yet  act  the  flatterer's  part : 
With  fair,  deceitful  lips  they  speak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  If  we  reprove  some  hateful  lie, 

How  is  their  fury  stirr'd ! 
u  Are  not  our  lips  our  own,"  they  cry, 
**  And  who  shall  be  our  Lord  f" 

4  Scoffers  appear  on  every  side, 

Where  a  vile  race  of  men 
Is  rais'd  to  seats  of  power  and  pride, 
And  bears  the  sword  in  vain. 
PAUSE. 

5  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 

And  blasphemy  grows  bold, 
When  faith  is  hardly  to  be  found, 
And  love  is  waxing  cold  : 

6  Is  not  thy  chariot  hastening  on  ? 

Hast  thou  not  given  the  sign  ? 
May  we  not  trust  and  live  upon 
A  promise  so  divine  ? 

7  u  Yes,  saith  the  Lord,  now  will  I  rise, 

"  And  make  oppressors  flee  ; 

"  I  shall  appear  to  their  surprise, 

"  And  set  my  servants  free." 

S  Thy  word,  like  silver  seven  times  try'd, 

Through  ages  shall  endure: 

The  men,  that  in  thy  truth  confide, 

Shall  find  the  promise  sure. 

PSALM  13.    Long  Meft-e. 

Pleading  7vith  God  under  desertion  :    or,  Hope  in 

darkness. 

1  TTOW  long,  O  Lord,  shall  I  complain, 
JTX  Like  one  that  seeks  his  God  in  vain  ? 
Wilt  thou  thy  face  for  ever  hide  ? 

Shall  I  still  pray  and  be  deny'd  ? 

2  Shall  I  for  ever  be  forgot, 

As  one  whom  thou  regardest  not  ? 

Still  shall  my  soul  tliine  absence  mourn  ? 

And  still  despair  of  thy  return  ? 


28  PSALM  XIII. 

3  How  long  shall  my  poor  troubled  breast, 
Bo  with  these  anxious  thoughts  opprest  ? 
And  Satan,  my  malicious  foe, 

Rejoice  to  see  me  sunk  so  low  ? 

4  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  relief, 
Before  my  death  conclude  my  grief; 
If  thou  withhold  thy  heavenly  light, 

I  sleep  in  everlasting  night. 

5  How  will  the  powers  of  darkness  boast, 
If  but  one  praying  soul  be  lost ! 

But  I  have  trusted  in  thy  grace, 
And  shall  again  behold  thy  face. 
S  Whate'er  my  fears  or  foes  suggest, 
Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 
My  heart  shall  feel  thy  love,  and  raise 
My  cheerful  voice  to  songs  of  praise. 

PSALM  13.    Common  Metre. 
Complaint  under  temptations  of  the  Devit. 

1  TJOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  ? 
XX  My  God,  how  long  delay  ? 

When  shall  I  feel  thos>-  heavenly  rays 
That  chase  my  fears  away  ? 

2  How  long  shall  my  poor,  laboring  soil! 

Wrestle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  control, 
And  ease  my  raging  pain. 

3  See  how  the  prince  of  darkness  tries 

All  his  malicious  arts ; 
He  spreads  a  mist  around  my  eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  dans. 

4  Be  thou  my  sun,  and  thou  my  shield  ; 

My  soul  in  safety  keep ; 
Make  haste,  before  mine  eyes  are  seal'd 
In  death's  eternal  slJep. 

5  How  would  the  tempter  boast  aloud 

Should  I  become  his  pivy  ! 
Behold  the  sons  of  hell  grow  proud 
At  thy  so  long  delay. 

6  But  they  shall  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 

And  Satan  hide  his  head  : 


rSALM  XIV. 

lie  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 
7  Thou  wilt  display  that  sovereign  grace, 
Where  all  my  hopes  have  hung  ; 
I  shall  employ  my  lips  in  praise, 
And  victory  shall  be  sung. 
PSALM  14.    First  Part,    Common  Metre. 
By  nature  all  men  are  sinners. 

1  T^  OOLS,  in  their  hearts,  helieve  and  say, 
1/    "  That  all  religion's  vain, 

"  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
"  Or  minds  tli*  affairs  of  men." 

2  From  thoughts  so  dreadful  and  profane 

Corrupt  discourse  proceeds ; 
And  in  tlitir  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord,  from  his  celestial  throne, 

Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  that  sought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his  justice  know. 

4  By  nature  all  are  gone  astray, 

Their  practice  all  the  same  ; 
There's  none  that  fears  his  Maker's  hand, 
There's  none  that  loves  his  name. 

5  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  speak  deceit, 

Their  slanders  never  cease  : 
How  swift  to  mischief  are  their  feet ! 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace. 

6  Such  seeds  of  sin,  that  bitter  root, 

In  every  heart  are  found  ; 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit, 
'Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 
PSALM  14.    Second  Part.    Common  Metre. 
The  folly  if  persecutors. 

1  A   RE  sinners  now  so  senseless  grown, 
J\_  That  they  the  saints  devour  ? 
And  never  worship  at  thy  throne, 

Nor  fear  thine  awful  power  ? 

2  Great  God,  appear  to  their  surprise  ; 

Reveal  thy  dreadful  name  ; 


30  PSALM  XV. 

Let  them  no  more  thy  wrath  despise, 
Nor  turn  our  hope  to  shame. 

3  Dost  thou  not  dwell  among  the  just  ? 

And  yet  our  foes  deride, 
That  we  should  make  thy  name  our  frtnt  : 
Great  God  confound  their  pride  ! 

4  Oh,  that  the  joyful  day  were  come 

To  finish  our  distress  ! 
When  God  shall  bring  his  children  home, 
Our  songs  shall  never  cease. 

PSALM  15.    Comm6n  Metre. 

Character  of  a  saint,  or  a  citizen   of  Zion  ;  or,  Tltc 

qualifications  of  a  Christian. 

1  "f  !7"HO  sha11  inhabit  in  thy  hill, 

VV     O  God  of  holiness  ? 
"Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  near  his  throne  of  grace  ? 

2  The  man  that  walks  in  pious  ways, 

And  works  with  righteous  hands  ; 
That  trusts  his  Maker's  promises, 
And  follows  his  commands. 

3  He  speaks  the  meaning  of  his  heart. 

Nor  slanders  with  his  tongue  ; 

Will  scarce  believe  an  ill  report. 

Nor  do  his  neighbor  wrong. 

4  The  wealthy  sinner  he  contemns, 

Loves  all  that  fear  the  Lord  ; 
And,  though  to  his  own  hurt  he  swear;, 
Still  he  performs  liis  word. 

5  His  hands  disdain  a  golden  bribe, 

And  never  gripe  the  poor  : 
This  man  shall  dwell  with  God  on  earth, 
And  find  his  heaven  secure. 

PSALM  15.    Long  Metre. 
Religion  and  justice,  goodness  and  truth;  or,  Duties  tu 

God  and  man :  or,  The  qualifuations  of  a  Christian. 
I  ~\ TT HO  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place, 
W     Great  God,  and  dwell  before  thy  face  ? 
The  man  that  minds  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below. 


PSALM  XVI.  31 

2  Whose  hands  are  pure, whose  heart  is  clean ; 
Whose  lips  still  speak  the  tiring  they  mean : 
No  slanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue  ; 

He  hates  to  do"  his  neighbour  wrong. 

3  [Scarce  will  he  trust  an  ill  report, 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt : 
Siimers  of  state  he  can  despise, 
But  saints  are  honour'd  in  his  eyes.] 

[4  Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  stood, 
And  always  makes  his  promise  good : 
Nor  dares  to  change  the  tiring  he  swears, 
Whatever  pain  or  loss  he  bears.] 

[5  He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 
And  mourns  that  justice  should  be  sold  : 
While  others  gripe  and  grind  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door.] 

6  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  those  that  curse  him  to  his  face ; 
And  doth  to  all  men  still  the  same, 
That  he  would  hope  or  wish  from  them. 

7  Yet,  when  his  holiest  works  are  done. 
His  soul  depends  on  grace  alone : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  shall  see, 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

PSALM  16.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Confession  of  our  poverty:  and  Saints  tlie  best  company 

or,  Good  works  profit  men,  not  God. 

1  T)RESERVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need  ! 
X     For  succour  to  thy  throne  I  flee ; 

Hut  have  no  merits  there  to  plead ; 
My  goodness  cannot  reach  to  thee. 

2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confese'd, 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am ; 

My  praise  can  never  make  thee  blest, 
Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  name. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  saints  on  earth  may  reap 
Some  profit  by  the  good  we  do  ; 
These  are  the  company  I  keep, 
These  are  the  choicest  friends  I  know. 


S2  PSALM  XVI. 

4  Let  others  choose  the  sons  of  mirth, 

To  give  a  rtlish  to  their  wine  ; 

I  love  the  men  of  heavenly  birth, 

Whose  thoughts  and  language  are  divine. 
PSALM  16.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Christ's  all'sufliciency. 
1  TTOW  fast  their  guilt  and  sorrows  rise 

XX  Who  haste  to  seek  some  idol-god  ; 

I  will  not  taste  their  sacrifice, 

Their  offerings  of  forbidden  blood. 
Z  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 

And  nobler  food  to  live  upon  ; 

He  for  my  life  hath  offered  up 

Jesus,  his  best  beloved  Son. 
3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feast ; 

By  day  his  counsels  guide  me  right  : 

And  be  his  name  forever  blest, 

Who  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  night, 
1  I  set  him  still  before  mine  eyes ; 

At  my  right  hand  he  stands  prepar'd 

To  keep  my  soul  from  all  surprise, 

And  be  my  everlasting  guard. 

PSALM  16.    Third  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Courage  in  death,  and  hope  of  the  resurrection. 

1  "IITHEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong, 

VV  His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  : 
Be  glad  my  heart,  rejoice  my  tongue, 
My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  soul  forever  with  the  dead, 

Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 
.1  My  flesh  shall  thy  first  call  obey, 

Shake  off  the  dust  and  rise  on  high ; 

Then  shalt  thou  lead  the  wond'rous  way 

Up  to  thy  throne  above  the  sky. 
-1  There  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow  ; 

And  full  discoveries  of  thy  grace 

(Which  we  but  tasted  here  bt  low) 

Spread  heavenly  joys  thro'  all  the  place. 


PSALM  XVI.  3. 

PSALM  16.    1—8.    First  Port.    Common  Metre. 

Support  and  counsel  from  God,  withoid  merit, 
l  ci  AVE  me,  O  Lord,  from  every  foe  ; 
J3  Iu  thee  my  trust  I  place  ; 
Though  all  the  good  that  I  can  do 
Can  ne'er  deserve  thy  grace. 
3  Yet,  here,  thy  children  to  sustain 
Shall  be  my  lov'd  employ, 
Thy  children,  first  and  best  of  men, 
My  friends,  my  highest  joy. 

3  Let  heathens  to  their  idols  haste, 

And  worship  wood,  or  stone  ; 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  cast 
"Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

4  His  hand  provides  my  constant  food, 

He  fills  my  daily  cup ; 
Much  am  I  pleas'd  with  present  good, 
And  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  God  is  my  portion,  and  my  joy ; 

His  counsels  are  my  light  : 
He  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  day, 
And  gentle  hints  by  night. 

6  My  soul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 

To  his  all-seeing  eye ; 
Not  death  nor  hell  my  hope  shall  move 
While  such  a  friend  is  nigh. 
PSALM  16.    Secmid  Part.    Common  Metre. 
The  death  and  resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  "  T  Set  the  Lord  before  my  face, 

X  "  He  bears  my  courage  up  ; 
u  My  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  express 
"  My  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  "  My  spirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 

"  Where  souls  departed  are ; 

"  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave, 

a  To  see  corruption  there. 

3  a  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 

u  And  raise  me  to  thy  throne  : 
u  Thy  courts  immortal  pleasure  give  ; 
"  Thy  presence  joys  unknown." 

e 


34  PSALM  XVII. 

4  [Thus  in  the  name  of  Christ,  the  Lord, 

The  holy  David  sung, 
And  providence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetic  tongue. 

5  Jesus,  -whom  every  saint  adores, 

Wras  crucify 'd  and  slain : 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  restores, 
Behold  he  lives  again." 

6  When  shall  my  feel  arise,  and  stand 

On  heaven's  eternal  hills  ? 
There  sits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  there  the  Father  smiles.] 
PSALM  17.     Ver.  13,  &C.    Short  Metre. 
Portion  of  Saints  and  Sinners  ;  or,  Hope  and  despair 
in  death. 

1  \  RISE,  my  gracious  God, 
J\_    And  make  the  wicked  flee : 
They  are  but  thy  chastising  rod 

To  drive  thy  saints  to  thee. 

2  Behold  the  sinner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  vain  ; 
Here  in  this  life  his  pleasure  lies, 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 

And  boast  of  all  his  store : 

The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 

My  soul  can  wish  no  more. 

4  I  shall  behold  the  face 

Of  my  forgiving  God  ; 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness, 
Wash'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

5  There's  a  new  heaven  begun 

When  I  awake  from  death, 

Drest  in  the  likeness  of  thy  Son, 

And  draw  immortal  breath. 

PSALM  17.    Long  Metre. 

The  sinner's  portion,  and  saint's  hope  ;  or,  the  heaven 

of  separate  souls,  and  the  resurrection. 


1  X   ORD.  I  am  thine  ;  but  thou  wilt  prove 
Xi  My  faith,  i 


ray  patience,  and  my  lo\e 


i-SALM  XVIII.  n 

When  nun  of  spite  against  me  join, 

They  are  the  sword,  the  Jiaiul  is  tliiue. 

Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below, 

"  lis  all  the  happiness  they  know  ; 

'Tis  all  they  seek  ;  they  take  their  shares. 

And  leave  the  Test  among  their  heirs. 
3  What  sinners  value  I  resign ; 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  : 

I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face. 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 
•1   This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show  ; 

But  die  bright  world  to  which  I  go, 

Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere ; 

When  shall  I  wake  and  rind  thee  there? 

0  glorious  hour  I  O  blest  abode  1 

1  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God  ! 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
'Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 
PSALM  18.    Proper  Metre.    As  thenew  SOth. 
First  Part. 
Tlie  Tlianksgivmg  of  David  for  deliverance  from  Ids 
enemies. 
Ver.  1,  2. 

TO  heaven  let  all  my  sacred  passions  move, 
My  trust,  my  wonder,  gratitude,  and  love ; 
God  is  my  hope,  my  strength,  my  rock,  my  tower ; 
My  shield  his  favour,  and  my  sword  his  power  ; 
All  praise,  all  love,  his  high  perfections  claim ; 
Let  endless  glory  celebrate  his  name. 
Ver.  3,  4,  5. 
2  Before  me  death  in  gloomy  terror  rose, 
In  arms  exulting  came  my  banded  foes ; 
Like  floods  tempestuous  thousands  round  me  spread ; 
Roar'd  with  fierce  rage,  and  billow'd  o'er  my  head  - 
Fear  in  the  front  amaz'd  my  trembling  mind, 
And  soitow,  death,  and  hell,  advanc'd  behind. 


36  PSALM  XV1J1. 

Ver.  6,  7,  8. 
3  In  deep  distress  I  rais'd  my  voice  on  high : 
From  Heaven  he  bow'd  td  hear  the  humble  cry 
Then  dread  convulsions  shook  the  solid  ground  ; 
Wav'd  the  tall  woods,  and  quak'd  the  hills  around  ; 
Forth  rush'd  a  smoky  t(  lnpest  through  the  skit  s 
And  round  all  ether  flames  began  to  rise. 
Ver.  9,  10,11. 
\  To  earth  he  came  ;  the  heavens  before  him  bow'd  ; 
Beneath  his  feet  deep  midnight  stretch'd  her  shroud ; 
Cherubic  hosts  his  sunbright  chariot  form  ; 
His  wings  the  whirlwind,  and  his  path  the  storm  ; 
Around  his  car  thick  clouds  their  curtains  spread, 
And  wrap'd  the  concave  in  a  boundless  shade. 
Ver.  12,13. 

5  Before  his  path  overwhelming  splendors  came  ; 
The  clouds  dissolvxl ;  all  nature  felt  the  Same  ; 
From  his  dark  throne  a  voice  in  thundt  r  broke  ; 
The  wide  world  trembktl  as  th'  Eternal  spoke  : 
His  foes  to  vanquish  angry  blasts  conspire, 
Showers  of  dread  hail,  and  coals  of  burning  fire. 

Ver.  14, 15. 

6  Thro'  the  vast  void  his  arrows  wing'd  their  way  ; 
His  lightnings  blazAl  insufferable  day  ; 
OppressYuo'erthrown,  or  scatter'd  on  the  plain. 
Fled  his  pale  foes,  or  strew'd  the  fields  with  slain  ; 
Th'  affrighted  floods  their  secret  channel*  showM, 
And  earth's  disclos'd  foundations  own'd  her  God. 

Ver.  16,  17,  19—24. 

7  Trembling  hesnatch'd  me  from  the  realms  of  woe. 
Drew  from  the  pit,  and  sav'd  from  every  foe  : 
Keen  were  their  swords,  and  fierce  their  flaming 

ire  ; 
Their  souls  a  furnace,  and  tluir  rage  a  fire  ; 
•But  God  beheld  and  saw  my  bosom  clean, 
My  tongue  from  falsehood  free,  my  hands  from  sin. 

*  This  in  spoken  in  a  comparative  sense  on!;/.  Da- 
vid himself  teactwx  ns,  tliat,  neither  himself,  nor  any 
other  man,  is  strictly  clean  before  God.  See  P^nlm  14 
and  51. 


PS  VLM  XVIII.  fl 

Ver.  22,  25.  26. 
His  holj  word  I  made  my  chief  delight  ; 
His  laws  are  perfect  and  his  judgmi  nv>  right ; 
In  him  the  just  a  juster  God  slnill  find, 
Pur;-  to  the  pure,  ;uid  to  the  piteous  kind  ; 
While  froward  lips,  and  f toward  hearts  shall  see 
The  rod  ol*  vengeance  their  reward  from  thee. 

Ver.  27,  29,  33. 
Thy  hand  shall  sink  the  proud,  exalt  the  poor, 
And  bid  the  lamp  of  joy  illume  my  door  ; 
Train  me  to  war,  conduct  me  to  the  field, 
In  peace  my  glory,  and  in  war  my  shield  : 
Wing'd  by  thy  power,  my  feet  thro'  thousands  fly 
Walls  sink  beneath  nie,  and  proud  chieftains  die. 

Ver.  28,  30,  31. 
10  How  perfect  is  thy  way.  Almighty  Lord  ! 
Thy  name  how  wondrous  !  how  divine  thy  word! 
Thou  an  the  Saviour,  thou  the  God  alone, 
The  lamp  of  Zion,  and  of  heaven  the  sun. 
Of  lords  the  Lord,  of  kings  tit'  eternal  King  ; 
My  raptur'dlips  thy  praise  shall  ever  sing. 

PSALM  13.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  New  50th, 

Second  Part. 

Applied  to  the  American  Revolution. 

1  rr*  O  bless  the  Lord,  our  God,  in  strains  divine, 

JL     With  thankful  hearts  &  raptur'd  voices  join. 
To  us  what  wonders  his  right  hand  hath  shown  ! 
Mercies,  his  chosen  tribes  have  scarcely  known. ! 
Like  David  blest,  begin  th'  enraptur'd  song  ; 
Let  praise  and  joy  awaken  every  tongue. 

2  When,  fird  to  rage,  against  our  nation  rose 
Chiefs  of  proud  name,  and  bands  of  haughty  foe? . 
He  train'd  our  hosts  to  fight.  \\  ith  arms  array'd, 
With  health  invjgor'd,  and  with  bounty  fed, 
Gave  us  his  chosen  chief  our  sons  to  guide, 
Heard  every  prayer,  and  every  want  supply'd. 

Ver.  5, 19,  48. 

3  He  gave  their  armies  captive  to  our  hands. 
Or  sent  them  frustrate  to  their  native  lands  : 


3S  PSALM  XVlli. 

Burst  the  dark  snare,  disclos'd  the  miry  pit, 
And  led  to  broad,  safe  grounds  our  sliding  feet  ; 
Bounteous  for  us  extended  regions  won, 
The  fairest  empire  spread  beneath  the  sun. 
Ver.  18,  35,  39,  43. 

4  When, dark  and  threatening,  civil  broils  arose, 
Each  hope  grew  dim,  and  friends  were  chang'd  to 

foes, 
God  was  our  stay,  our  help,  our  heavenly  shield ; 
His  grace  preserv'd  us,  and  Ids  arms  upheld, 
Sav'd  us  from  tumults  dire,  and  deep  distress, 
Enlarg'd  our  blessing)  and  eonlirm'd  our  peace. 
Ver.  44,  45. 

5  No  more  against  our  land  shall  strangers  rise, 
But  fade,  and  fade  beneath  avenging  skies  ; 
Pleas'd,  the  fierce  heathen  yield  to  happier  sway, 
The  groping  savage  hail  the  gospel  day  ; 

Low  sink  the  proud,  the  sons  of  blood  be  slain, 
Nor  injur'd  Zion  lift  her  cries  in  vain. 
Ver.  49,  50. 

6  But,  O  thou  Power  belov'd  .'  our  shores  around 
Be  every  virtue,  every  blessing,  found  ; 

Here  bid  thy  seasons  crown  the  fruitful  plain, 
Here  bid  fair  peace  extend  her  blissful  reign  ; 
Let  laws,  let  justice,  hold  perpetual  sway, 
The  soul  unfetter'd  and  the  conscience  free. 

7  With  clearest  splendor,  here,  let  knowledge  shine ; 
Here  every  glory  beam  from  truth  divine ; 

To  Jesus'  call  the  sold  obsequious  bend ; 
Grace  from  thy  Spirit  in  rich  showers  descend ; 
Nations  each  day  ascend  the  bright  abode, 
And  boundless  praise  unceasing  rise  to  God. 

PSALM  18.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Ver.  1—6,  15—18. 

Deliverance  from  despa'a-;  or,  Temptations  overcome. 

I  rpHEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  strength, 
X     My  rock,  my  tower,  my  high  defence ; 
Thy  mighty  arm  shall  be  my  trust, 
For  I  have  'found  salvation  thence. 


PSALM  XVIII. 

2  Death,  and  the  terrors  of  the  grave. 
Stood  round  me  with  their  dismal  shade  ; 
While  lh>ods  of  high  temptations  rose, 
And  made  my  sinking  soul  afraid. 

]  I  saw  the  opening  gates  of  hell, 
With  endless  pains  and  sorrows  there, 
Which  none,  but  they  that  feel,  can  tell, 
While  I  was  hurry'd  to  despair. 

4  In  my  distress  I  call'd  my  God, 
Wheal  I  could  scarce  believe  him  mine  ; 
He  bow'd  his  ear  to  my  complaint  ; 
Then  did  his  grace  appear  divine. 

5  [With  speed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 
As  on  a  Cherub's  wing  he  rode  ; 
Awful  and  bright  as  lightning  shone 
The  face  of  my  deliverer  God. 

6  Temptations  fled  at  his  rebuke, 
The  blast  of  his  almighty  breath : 
He  sent  salvation  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  the  depths  of  death.] 

7  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great, 
Much  was  their  strength,  and  more  their  rage 
But  Christ,  my  Lord,  is  conqueror  still 

In  all  the  wars  that  devils  wage. 

3  My  song  forever  shall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour ; 
And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord, 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  power. 

PSALM  18.    Second  Part.    Ver.  20,-26. 

Long  Metre. 

Sincerity  proved  and  rewarded. 

1  X    ORD,  thou  hast  seen  my  soul  sincere, 
JLi  Hast  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear : 
Before  mine  eyes  I  set  thy  laws, 

And  thou  hast  own'd  my  righteous  cause. 

2  Since  I  have  learn'd  thy  holy  ways, 
I've  w  alk'd  upright  before  thy  face ; 
Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 
'Twas  never  with  a  wicked  heart. 

3  What  sore  temptations  broke  my  rest ! 
What  wars  and  struggling*  in  my  breast  ! 


40  PSALM  XVIII. 

But  through  thy  grace  that  reigns  \vh!u:i, 
I  guard  against  my  darling  sin. 

4  The  sin  that  close  besets  me  still, 

That  works  and  strives  against  my  will : 
When  shall  thy  Spirit's  sovereign  power 
Destroy  it,  that  it  rise  no  more  ? 

5  [With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward  : 
The  kind  and  faithful  soul  shall  find 
A  God  as  faithful  and  as  kind. 

6  The  just  and  pure  shall  ever  say. 

Thou  art  more  pure,  more  just  than  they  : 
And  men  that  love  revenge  shall  know, 
God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too.] 
PSALM  18.    Third  Part.     Ver.  30,  31,  34,  35, 
46,  &c.     Long  Metre. 
Rejoicing  in  God ;  or,  Salvation  andtriumph, 

1  T  UST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  w  onl, 
J    Great  Rock  of  my  secure  abode  ; 
Who  is  a  God  beside  the  Lord  ? 

Or  wheiv's  a  refuge  like  our  God  ? 

2  'Tis  he  that  girds  me  with  his  might, 
Gives  me  his  holy  sword  to  wield  ; 
And  while  with  sin  and  hell  I  fight, 
Spreads  his  salvation  for  my  shield. 

3  He  lives,  (and  blessed  be  my  Rock) 
The  God  of  my  salvation  lives, 
The  dark  designs  of  hell  he  broke  ; 
Sweet  is  the  peace  my  Father  gives. 

4  Before  the  scoffers  of  the  age 
I  will  exalt  my  Father's  name, 
Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage, 

But  meet  reproach  and  bear  the  shame. 

5  To  David  and  his  royal  seed 
Thy  grace  forever  shall  extend  : 
Thy  love  to  saints  in  Christ  their  head 
Knows  not  a  limit,  nor  an  end. 

PSALM  18.    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Victory  and  triumph  over  temporal  enemies. 
1  \I7"E  love,  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore  ; 
\  V     Now  is  thine  arm  reveal'd  ; 


PSALM  xvni. 

f'hou  art  our  strength,  our  heavenly  tower. 
Our  bulwark  and  our  slut  Id. 

2  We  fh  to  our  eternal  Rock, 

And  find  a  sure  defence  ; 
His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 
And  ilraw  salvation  thence. 

3  When  God  our  leader  shines  in  arms, 

What  mortal  heart  can  bear 

The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms  ? 

The  lightning  of  his  spear  ? 

4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  •  hid, 

And  angels  in  array, 
In  nulliotis,  wait  to  loiow  his  mind, 
And  swift  as  flames  obey. 

5  He  speaks,  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 

Whole  armies  are  dismay 'd  ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look 
Strikes  all  their  courage  dead. 

6  He  forms  our  generals  for  the  field, 

With  all  their  dreadful  skill ; 
Gives  them  his  awful  sword  to  wield, 
And  makes  their  hearts  of  steeL 

7  [He  arms  our  captains  to  the  fight, 

(Though  there  his  name's  forgot) 
He  girded  Cyrus  with  his  might, 
When  Cyrus  knew  liim  not.] 

8  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  blest 

For  his  own  children's  sake  ; 
The  powers  that  give  his  people  rest 
Shall  of  his  care  partake. 

PSALM  18.    Second  Part.    Common  Metre. 
The  Conqueror's  song 

1  'TH  O  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe. 

X     The  triumphs  of  the  day  ; 
Thy  terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 
And  melt  their  strength  away. 

2  'Tis  by  thine  aid  our  troops  prevail, 

And  break  united  powers  ; 
Or  burn  their  boasted  fleets,  or  scale 
The  proudest  of  their  towers. 


42  PSALM  XIX. 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them  thro'  the  fi<  Id. 

And  trod  them  to  the  ground, 
While  thy  salvation  was  our  shield. 
And  they  no  shelter  found ! 

4  In  vain  to  idol  saints  they  cry, 

And  perish  in  their  blood  ; 
Where  is  a  rock  so  great,  so  liigh, 
So  powerful  as  our  G<xl  ? 

5  The  Rock  of  Israel  ever  lives, 

His  name  be  ever  blest : 
'Tis  his  own  arm  the  victory  gives, 
And  gives  his  people  rest. 

PSALM  IP.    Proper  Metre.    As  tfte  143?//. 
The  glory  of  God  seen  in  creation* 

1  f\  LORD,  our  Lord  most  high ! 
\J  In  heaven  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  this  lower  sky- 
Unfolds  thy  skill  divine. 

Thy  wisdom  there, 
And  power  sublime, 
Through  every  clime, 
Thy  works  declare. 

2  Each  day  proclaims  thy  hand 
To  earth's  admiring  throng ; 
Each  night  from  land  to  land 
Repeats  the  solemn  song. 

The  pale  moon  shine-. 

With  silver  rays, 

And  writes  thy  praise 

In  fairest  lines. 
.1  Like  a  young  bridegroom  drest, 
Comes  forth  the  morning  sun, 
And,  as  a  champion  blest, 
Delights  his  race  to  run. 

O'er  seas  and  isles 

His  warmth  extends ; 

To  heaven's  far  ends 

His  glory  smiles. 
4  Beneath  the  kindly  ray 
All  nature's  realms  rejoice : 
All  join  the  solemn  lay, 
And  lift  their  grateful  voice. 


PSALM  XIX. 

The  sea  anil  shore, 
The  morn  and  even, 
And  earth  and  heaven 
Their  God  adore. 

5  What  though  no  voice,  nor  sound,* 
Be  heard  from  yonder  sky, 

A  nobler  speech  is  found 
By  virtue's  raptur'd  eye. 

To  God's  great  hand, 

The  chorus  cries, 

Let  songs  arise 

From  every  laud. 

PAUSE. 

6  But  fairer  splendors  beam 
From  every  evrjpel  line, 
And  teach  Ur  Eternal  name 
In  language  more  divine. 

To  humble  hearts 

That  seek  thy  face, 

Renewing  grace 

Thy  truth  imparts. 
:  How  pure  thy  perfect  word  ! 
That  lamp  to  wandering  feet. 
What  peace  thy  laws  afford  ■ 
Thy  promises  how  sweet  I 

A  rich  reward 

Thy  statutes  give, 

And  bid  me  live, 

And  serve  the  Lord. 

8  Not  honey  so  delights, 
Nor  heaps  of  gold  refiu'd : 
No  pleasure  so  iurites 
The  pure  and  pious  mind. 

Her  erring  thoughts 
Teach  thou  my  soul, 
And  make  me  whole 
From  secret  faults. 

9  From  each  presumptuous  way 
My  wandering  feet  restrain  ; 
So  shall  my  life  be  free 
From  every  fatal  stain. 

*  Addison* 


44  PSALM  XIX. 

Oh,  make  Die  sir. 
Thou  God  of  grace. 
My  thoughts  and  ways 
Approved  by  ihi  t  ! 

PSALM  19.    First  Part.    Short  Metr* 

The  book  if  nature  and  scripture. 

For  a  Lord's-Day  morning. 

1  TOEHOLD  the  lofty  sky 
Jtj   Declaims  its  maker  God  ; 

And  all  his  starry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  lus  power  abroad. 

2  The  darkness  and  the  light 
Still  keep  their  course  the  same  ; 

While  night  to  day.  and  day  to  uighi 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  every  different  land 
Their  general  voice  is  known : 

They  show  the  v  onders  of  his  hand. 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  western  lands,  rejoice  ; 
Here  he  reveals  his  word  ; 

We.  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  statutes  and  commands 
Are  set  before  our  eyes  ; 

He  puts  his  gospel  in  our  hands, 
Where  our  salvation  lies. 

6  His  laws  are  just  and  pure; 
His  truth  without  deceit ; 

His  promises  forever  sure, 

And  his  rewards  are  great. 

7  [Not  honey  to  the  taste 
Affords  so  muca  delight  ; 

Nor  gold  that  has  the  furnace  pas-."d 
So  much  allures  the  sight. 

8  While  of  thy  works  I  sing, 
Thy  glory  to  proclaim, 

Accept  the  praise,  my  God,  my  King, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name.]" 


PSALM  XIX.  45 

PSALM  19.    Second  Part.    Short  Metre. 

Hud's  vjord  most  excellent  ;  or,  sincerity  and  vote? 

fulness. 

For  a  Lord's-Day  morning. 

1  T)  EHOLD  the  morning  sun 
JJ  Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 

His  beams  thro'  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospej  comes 
It  spreads  di\iner  light ; 

It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs. 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 
And  all  thy  judgments  just, 

Forever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 
Are  thy  directions  given  ! 

Oh,  may  I  never  read  in  vain. 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 
PAUSE. 

5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 
And  I  would  fain  obey  ; 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 

6  Oh,  who  can  ever  find 
The  errors  of  his  ways  ? 

Yet,  with  a  bold  presumptuous  mind. 
I  would  not  dare  transgress. 

7  Warn  me  of  every  sin  : 
Forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  cleanse  this  guilty  soul  of  mine, 
Whose  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts. 

8  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 
I  spread  thy  praise  abroad  ; 

Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God, 


40  PSALM  XIX. 

PSALM  19.    Long  Metre. 
The  book  of  nature  and  scripture  compared ;  or.  The 

glory  and  success  of  the  gospel. 
J   np  HE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
J_     In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines  ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light. 
And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confess ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ, 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grate. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  convey  thy  praise 
Round  the  whole  earth, and  never  stand  : 
So,  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 
'Till  thro'  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  ; 
'Till  Christ  has  all  the  "nations  blest 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise  ; 
Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light : 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise, 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right 

6  Thy  noblest  wonders  litre  we  view, 
In  souls  renew'd,  and  sins  forgiven  ; 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 

PSALM  19.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  113th  Psalm. 
The  book  of  nature  and  of -scripture. 

1  f^  RE  AT  God,  the  heaven's  well  order'd  frame 
\J  Declares  the  glories  of  thy  name  : 

There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  shine  ; 
A  thousand  starry  beauties  there, 
A  thousand  radiant  marks  appear 

Of  boundless  power,  and  skill  divine. 

2  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light. 

Lectures  of  heavenly  wisdom  read  ; 
With  silent  eloquence  they  raise 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praise, 

And  neither  sound  nor  language  need. 


PSALM  XX. 

;  \<  t  their  divine  instructions  run 
Far  as  the  journit  s  of  the  sun. 

And  every  nation  knows  their  voice ; 
The  sun.  like  some  young  bridegroom  drest. 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  east, 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice. 

4  Where'er  he  spreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  smiles  and  speaks  his  Maker  God  ; 

All  nature  joins  to  shew  thy  praise. 
Thus  God  in  every  creature  shines  : 
Fair  are  the  book  of  nature's  lines, 

But  fairer  is  thy  book  of  grace. 
PAUSE. 

5  I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word  ; 
What  light  and  joy  those  leaves  afford 

To  souls  benighted  and  distrest ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way. 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray, 

Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 

0  From  the  discoveries  of  thy  law 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw  ; 

These  are  my  study  and  delight ; 

Not  honey  so  invites  the  taste, 

Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  past, 

Appears  so  pleasing  to  the  sight. 

7  Thy  threatnings  wake  my  slumbering  eyes. 

And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies  ; 

But  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin, 
And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 
S  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My -God,  forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain  : 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace 
And  book  of  nature  not  in  vain. 

PSALM  20.    Long  Metre, 

Prayer  and  hope  of  victory. 

For  a  day  of  prayer  in  time  of  war. 

1  "^T  O W  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace 
1_N    Attend  bis  people's  humble  cry  ! 


48  PSALM  XXI. 

Jehovah  hears  when  Israel  prays, 
And  wrings  deliverance  from  on  high* 

2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God-defends 
Better  than  shields  or  brazen  walls  : 
He  from  his  sanctuary  sends 
Succour  and  strength' when  Zion  culN. 

3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  sighs, 
His  love  exceeds  our  best  deserts  : 
His  love  accepts  the  sacrifice 

Of  humble  groans  and  broken  heart-. 

4  In  his  salvation  is  our  hope, 
And  in  the  name  of  Israel's  God, 
Our  troops  shall  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  spread  their  flags  abroad. 

5  Some  trust  in  henries  trained  for  war, 
And  some  of  chariots  make  their  boasts : 
Our  surest  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heavenly  hosK 

6  £Oh,  may  the  memory  of  thy  name 
Inspire  our  armies  for  the  fight ! 
Our  foes  shall  fall  and  die  with  shame, 
Or  quit  the  field  with  shameful  flight.] 

7  Now  save  us,  Lord,  from  slavish  fear  ; 
Now  let  our  hopes  be  firm  and  strong  ; 
'Till  thy  salvation  shall  appear, 

And  joy  and  triumph  raise  the  song. 

PSALM  21.    Common  Metre. 
Rulers  are  tlie  care  of  Heaven. 

1  /~\UR  Rulers,  Lord,  with  songs  of  praise. 
\J  Shall  in  thy  strength  rejoice, 

And  blest  with  thy  salvation,  raise 
To  heaven  their  cheerful  voice. 

2  Thy  sure  defence  through  nations  round 

Has  spread  their  honours  far  ; 
And  their  successful  measures  crown'il. 
Alike  in  peace  and  war. 

3  Then  let  them  still  on  God  rely, 

For  wisdom,  and  for  grace  ; 
His  mercy  shall  their  wants  supply. 
And  save  our  happy  race. 


PSALM  XXII. 

-J  But,  righteous  Lord,  thy  stubborn  foes 
Shall  quake  through  all  their  bands  ; 
Thy  vengeful  arm  shall  Hnd  out  those 
That  hate  thy  mild  commands. 
;.  "When  thou  against  them  dost  engage, 
Thy  just  but  dreadful  doom 
Shall,  like  a  fiery  oven's  rage, 
Their  hopes  and  them  consume. 
i  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wondrous  power  declare, 
And  thus  exalt  thy  fame  ; 
Whilst  we  glad  songs  of  praise  prepare 
For  thine  Almighty  name. 

PSALM  21.    1-9.    Long  Metre. 
Christ  exalted  to  the  kingdom. 

1  "TV  AVID  rejoiu'd  in  God,  his  strength, 
\j  Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  special  grace, 
But  Christ,  the  Son,  appears  at  length, 
Fulfils  the  triumph  and  the  praise. 

5  How  great  is  the  Messiah's  joy, 
In  the  salvation  of  thy  hand ! 
Lord,  thou  hast  rais'd  hisldngdom  high, 
And  given  the  world  to  his  command. 

i  Whate'er  he  wills  thy  goodness  gives, 
Nor  doth  the  least  request  withhold  ; 
Blessings  attend  him  while  he  lives, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 

4  Around  his  sacred  temples  shine, 
Th'  Eternal's  uncreated  rays  ; 
All  power  is  his,  and  grace  divine, 
And  length  of  everlasting  days. 

5  And  as  a  fiery  oven  glows 

With  raging  heat,  and  burning  coal ;, 
Thy  vengeance  shall  consume  his  foes, 
Thy  wrath  devour  their  guilty  souls. 

PSALM.  22.    1—16.    First  Part. 

Common  Metre. 
The  sufferings  and  death  of  Christ. 
I  "VI 7"HY  hath  my  God  my  soul  forsook, 
VV     Nor  will  a'snule  afford  ? 
D 


50  PSALM  XXII. 

(Thus  David  once  in  anguish  spoke.. 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 

2  Though  'tis  thy  chief  delight  to  dwell 

Among  thy  praising  saints, 
Yet  thou  canst  hear  a  groan  as  well, 
And  pity  our  complaints. 

3  Our  fathers  trusted  in  thy  name, 

And  great  deliverance  "found  ; 
But  I'm  a  worm,  despised  of  men, 
And  trodden  to  the  ground. 

4  Shaking  the  head,  they  pass  me  by. 

And  laugh  my  sold  "to  scorn  ; 
w  In  vain  he  trusts  in  God,"  they  cry, 
"  Neglected  and  forlorn." 

5  But  thou  art  he  who  form'd  my  flesh. 

By  thine  almighty  word  ; 
And  since  I  hung  upon  the  breast, 
My  hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  Why  will  my  father  hide  his  face, 

When  fee1,  stand  threatning  round, 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  distress, 
And  not  a  helper's  found  ? 

PAUSE. 

7  Behold  thy  darling  left  among 

The  cruel  and  the  proud, 
As  bulls  of  Bashan  fierce  and  strong, 
As  lions  roaring  loud. 

8  From  earth  and  hell  my  sorrow's  meet 

To  multiply  the  smart  ; 
They  nail  my  hands,  ihey  pierce  my  feet, 
And  try  to  vex  my  heart. 

9  Yet  if  thy  sovereign  hand  let  loose 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell, 
Why  will  my  heavenly  Father  bruise 
The  Son,  he  loves  so  well  ? 
1 0  My  God.  if  possible  it  be, 
Withhold  tlus  bitter  cup  : 
But  I  resign  my  will  to  thee, 
And  drink  the  sorrows  up. 
"1  My  heart  dissolves  with  pangs  unknown, 
In  groans  I  waste  my  breath  : 


PSALM  XXII. 

Thy  heavy  hand  hath  brought  me  down 

Low  as  the  dust  of  death. 
12  Father,  I  give  my  spirit  up, 

And  trust  it  in  thine  hand  ; 
My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope, 

And  rise  at  thy  command. 

PSALM  22.    20,  21,  27—31.    Second  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

Christ's  sufferings  and  kingdom. 

1  "VT"OW  from  the  roaring  lion's  rage. 

i3(    "  O  Lord  protect  thy  Son  ; 
u  Nor  leave  thy  darling  to  engage 
"  The  powtrs  of  hell  alone." 

2  Thus  did  our  suffering  Saviour  pray, 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears  ; 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 
And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 

3  Great  was  the  victory  of  his  death, 

His  throne  exalted  high  : 
And  all  the  kindrtds  of  the  earth 
Shall  worship  or  shall  die. 

4  A  numerous  offspring  must  arise 

From  his  expiring  groans ; 
They  shall  be  reckon'd  in  Ins  eyes 
For  daughters  and  for  sons. 

5  The  meek  and  humble  souls  shall  see 

His  table  richly  spread  ; 
And  all  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 

6  The  isles  shall  know  the  righteousness 

Of  our  incarnate  God, 
And  nations  yet  unborn  profess 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 

PSALM  22.    Long  Metre. 
Christ's  sufferings  and  exaltation. 
1  "T^T  OW  let  our  mournful  songs  record 
J3(    The  dying  sorrows  of  our  Lord, 
When  he  complain'd  in  tears  and  blood, 
As  one  forsaken  of  his  God. 


:.m  xxm. 

2  Tbe  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn. 
And  shook  their  heads  and  laugh'd 
-  He  reseu'd  others  from  the  grave  ; 
"  Nov  k-t  him  try  himself  to  save. 

3  -  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 
*•  God  was  his  father  and  his  friend  ; 
"  If  God  the  blessed  kn  'd  him  so, 

u  Why  doth  he  fail  to  bdp  him  now 
A  Barbarous  people  !  Cruel  \ 
How  they  stood  round  like  savage  beasts  ; 
Like  lions  gaping  to  devour. 
When  God  had  kf:  him  in  their  power  ! 

5  Tliey  wound  his  bead,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
'Till  streams  of  blood  each,  other  meet ; 
By  lot  his  garments  the}-  divide. 

And  mock  the  pangs  in'which  he  dy\L 

6  But  God,  his  father,  heard  1 

Raced  from  the  dead  he  reigns  on  high  ; 
The  nations  learn  hi;  righteousness, 
And  humble  sinners  taste  his  grace. 

PSALM  2J.    Long  Metre. 
God  mtr  Shepherd. 

1  \rY  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord ; 

_>  J_  Now  shall  ray  wants  be  well  supply'd ; 
His  providence  and"  holy  word 
Become  my  safety  and  "my  guide. 

2  In  pastures  where  salvation  grows 

He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  rest : 
There  fiving  water  gently  flows, 
And  all  the  food's  divinely  blest. 

3  Mv  wandering  feet  his  ways  mistake, 
But  he  restores  ray  soul  to  peace ; 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
In  the  fair  paths  of  righteousness. 

A  Though  I  walk  through  tbe  gloomy  vale 
Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  are, 
Mv  heart  and  hope  shall  never  fail. 
For  God  my  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  Amid  the  darkness  and  the  deeps. 
Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  i 


PSALM  XXIIL 

1%y  staff  supports  my  feeble  steps, 
Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 

6  The  sons  of  earth  and  sons  of  hell 
Gaze  at  thy  goodness,  and  rapine 
To  see  my  table  spread  so  well 
With  living  bread  and  cheerful  wine. 

7  [How  I  rejoice,  when  on  my  head 
Thy  Spirit  condescends  to  rest ! 
"lis  a  divine  anointing,  shed 
Like  oil  of  gladness  at  a  feast. 

8  Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  his  household  all  their  days : 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  word, 
To  seek  his  face  and  sing  his  praise.] 

PSALM  23.    Common  Metre. 

1  "ji  |"  Y  Shepherd  will  supply  my  need. 
1\X  Jehovah  is  his  name  ; 
Lu  pastures  fresh  he  makes  me  feed. 
Beside  the  living  stream. 
i  He  brings  my  wandering  spirit  back, 
When  I  forsake  his  ways ; 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 

3  When  I  walk  thro'  the  shades  of  death. 

Thy  presence  is  my  stay ; 
A  word  of  thy  supporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  Kan  am  ay. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  sight  of  all  my  foe?. 

Doth  still  my  table  spread ; 

My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 

Tliine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

5  The  sure  provisions  of  my  God 

Attend  7ne  all  my  day, : 
Oh,  may  thy  house  be  mine  abode. 

And  all  my  work  be  praise  ! 
G  There  would  I  find  a  settled  rest, 

(While  others  go  and  come) 
Xo  more  a  stranger,  nor  a  \ 

B'tt  like  a  child  at  borne. 


54  PSALM  xxn. 

PSALM  23.    Short  Metre. 
1  npHE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 
_I.     I  shall  be  well  supply'd  ; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  1  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 


2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 
Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 

Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  How  s. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  "reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way 
For  Ins  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid 
I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 

Tho'  I  should"  walk  thro'  death's  dark  shade 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  In  spite  of  all  my  foes, 
Thou  dost  my  table  spread  ; 

My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thv  love 
Shall  crown  my  following  days  ; 

Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

PSALM  24.    Common  Metre. 
Dwelling  nith  God. 

1  np»  HE  earth  forever  is  the  Lord's, 

JL     With  Adam's  numerous  race 
He  rais'd  its  arches  o'er  the  floods, 
And  built  it  on  the  seas. 

2  But  who  among  the  sons  of  men 

May  visit  thine  abode  ? 
He  that  hath  hands  from  mischief  clean, 
Whose  heart  is  right  with  God. 

3  This  is  the  man,  may  rise  and  take 

The  blessings  of  his  grace  : 

This  is  the  lot  of  those  that  seek 

The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 


PSALM  XXIV. 

<*  Now  let  our  souls'  immortal  powers, 
To  meet  the  Lord  prepare  ; 
Lift  up  their  everlasting  doors  ; 
l'h.'  King  of  glory's  near. 
5  The  King  of  glory  !  who  can  tell 
The  wonders  of  his  might  ? 
He  rides  the  nations  ;  hut  to  dwell 
With  saints  is  his  delight. 

PSALM  24.    Long  Metre. 
Saints  dwell  in  heaven ;  or,  Christ's  ascension. 

1  fT^HIS  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 

JL     And  men  and  worms,  and  beasts  and  birds 
He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  seas, 
And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling-place. 

2  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  sky  ; 
Who  shall  ascend  that  blest  abode, 
And  dwell  so  near  his  Maker,  God  ? 

"5  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  sin, 
Whose  heart  is  pure,  whose  hands  are  clean  ; 
Hun  shall  the  Lord  the  Saviour  bless, 
And  clothe  his  soul  with  righteousness. 

4  These  are  the  men,  the  pious  race, 
That  seek  the  God  of  Jacob's  face  : 
These  shall  enjoy  the  blissful  sight, 
And  dwell  in  everlasting  light. 

PAUSE. 

5  Rejoice,  ye  shining  worlds  on  liigh, 
Behold  the  King  of  glory  nigh  I 
Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be  ? 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 

0  Ye  heavenly  gates,  your  leaves  display, 
To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  way : 
Laden  with  spoils  from  earth  and  hell, 
The  conqueror  comes  with  God  to  dwell. 

7  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  goes  before, 
He  opens  heaven's  eternal  door, 
To  give  his  saints  a  blest  abode 
Kear  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 


S'i  PSALM  XXV. 

PSALM  25.    l—ll.    Pint  Part.    Short  Metre, 

Waiting  for  pardon  and  direction. 

1  T  LIFT  my  soul  to  God, 
X  My  trust  is  in  his  name  ; 

Let  not  my  lots  lhat  seek  my  blood 
Still  triumph  in  my  shame. 

2  Sin,  and  the  powers  of  bell, 
Persuade  me  to  despair : 

Lord,  make  me  know  thy  covenant  well, 
That  I  may  'scape  the  snare. 

3  From  the  first  dawning;  light, 
'Till  the  dark  evening  rise, 

For  thy  salvation,  Lord,  1  wait 
With  ever  longing  eyes. 

4  Remember  all  thy  grace, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  ; 

Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  days, 
And  follies  of  my  youth. 

5  The  Lord  is  just  and  kind ; 
The  meek  shall  learn  his  ways, 

And  every  humble  sinner  find 
The  blessings  of  liis  grace. 

6  For  his  own  goodness'  sake 
He  saves  my  soul  from  shame  ; 

He  panlons  (though  my  guilt  be  great) 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

PSALM  25.     12, 14, 10, 13.    Second  Pari. 

Short  Metre. 

Divine  Instruction. 

1  -ITTHERE  shall  the  man  be  found. 

VV  lhat  fears  t' offend  his  God, 
That  loves  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
And  trembles  at  the  rod  i 

2  The  Lord  shall  make  him  know 
The  secrets  of  his  heart, 

The  wonders  of  his  covenant  show. 
And  all  his  love  impart. 

3  The  dealings  of  his  hand, 
Are  truth  and  mercy  still, 


PSALM  XXV.  5' 

With  such  as  in  his  covenant  stand, 

And  love  to  do  his  will. 
4  Their  souls  shall  dwell  at  ease 

Before  their  Maker's  face  ; 
Their  seed  shall  taste  the  promises 

In  their  extensive  grace. 

PSALM  25,    15—22.    Third  Part.    Short  Metre. 
Distress  of  Soul;  or,  Backsliding  and  desertion. 

1  "]ly|"INE  eyes  and  my  desire 
J.TX  Are  ever  to  the  Lord  ; 

I  love  to  plead  his  promises, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  soul ; 
Bring  thy  salvation  near ; 

When  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 
Out  of  the  deadly  snare  ? 

3  When  shall  the  sovereign  grace 
Of  my  forgiving  God, 

Restore  me  from  those  dangerous  ways 
My  wandering  feet  have  trod? 

4  The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 
Doth  but  enlarge  my  woe  ; 

My  spirit  languishes  ;  my  heart 
Is  desolate  and  low. 

5  With  ever)-  morning  light, 
My  grief  anew  begins  ; 

Look  on  my  anguish  and  my  pain? 
And  pardon  all  my  sins. 

PAUSE. 

6  Behold  the  hosts  of  hell : 
How  cruel  is  their  hate ! 

Against  my  life  they  rise,  and  join 
Their  fury  with  deceit. 

7  O,  keep  my  soul  from  death , 
Nor  put  my  hope  to  shame  ! 

For  I  have  plac'd  my  only  trust 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

8  With  humble  faith  I  wait 
To  see  thy  face  again  : 


58  PSALM.  XXVI L 

Of  Israel  it  shall  nt:Yr  be  said, 
lie  sought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

PSALM  26.    Long  Metre. 
Self  examination  ;  or.  Evidences  of  grace. 
J    JUDGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways, 
J    And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart ; 
My  faith  upon  thy  promise  stays, 
Nor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart. 

2  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  sit 
With  men  of  vanity  and  lies  ; 
The  scoffer  and  the  hypocrite 
Are  the  abhorrence  of  mine  eyes. 

3  Among  thy  saints  will  I  appear, 
With  hands  well  wash'd  in  innocence  ; 
But  when  I  stand  before  thy  bar, 
The  blood  of  Christ  is  my  defence. 

4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thine  honors  dwell : 
There  shall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell. 

5  Let  not  my  soul  be  join'd  at  last 
With  men  of  treachery  and  blood, 
Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  past 
Among  the  saints,  and  near  my  God. 

PSALM  27.    1—6.    First  Pan.    Common  Metre. 
Tfw  Church  is  our  delight  and  safct'j. 

1  mHE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light 

X       And  my  salvation  too : 
God  is  my  strength,  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires ; 

Oh,  grant  me  an  abode, 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God  I 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  beauty  still ; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  enquire  thy  wilL 

4  When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear 

There  may  his  children  hide  ; 


TSALM  XXVIII.  59 

God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 
5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 
Above  my  foes  around  ; 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound. 
PSALM  27.    8,  9,  13,  14.    Second  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
Prayer  and  Hope. 

1  Cl  OON  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 
J3    "  Ye  children  seek  my  grace  ;"' 
My  heart  reply'd  without  delay, 

"  I'll  seek  my  Father's  face." 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  soul  away  ; 
God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee, 
In  a  distressing  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred  near  and  dear. 

Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  supply. 

4  My  fainting  flesh  had  dy'd  with  grief, 

Had  not  my  soul  believ'd, 
Thy  grace  would  soon  provide  relief, 
Nor  was  my  hope  deceiv'd. 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints, 

And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
He'll  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

PSALM  28.    Long  Metre. 
Prayer  and  praise  to  God,  for  deliverance  from  temp- 
tations and  enemies. 

1  f~\  GOD  of  grace,  my  cry  attend  .' 
\J  Lest,  like  the  sons  of  guilt  become, 
Beguil'd  by  Satan,  I  descend 

With  hopeless  wretches  to  the  tomb. 

2  To  thee  my  humble  sighs  arise  ; 
My  lifted  hands  wilt  thou  regard ; 
And  let  my  penitence  and  cries 
Find  in  thy  house  a  rich  reward. 


60  PSALM  XXVIII. 

3  Oh,  save  my  soul  from  shame  and  sin, 
Nor  let  my  lieedless  footsteps  go 
Where  harden 'd  wretches  swift  decline 
Down  the  broad  way  to  endless  woe. 

4  While  peace  their  flattering  lips  proclaim, 
And  love  profess,  and  hope  impart, 
They  blast  their  neighbour's  honest  fame, 
And  wing  their  arrows  to  his  heart. 

5  But  while  they  plant  the  secret  snare, 
Thy  searching  eyes  their  path  regard  ; 
Thy  hands  their  dreadful  doom  prepare, 
And  mete  their  guilt  its  just  reward. 

6  Because  their  hearts  thy  works  despise, 
Thy  works  of  wisdom,  grace,  and  power, 
Thy  hands,  regardless  of  their  cries, 
Shall  sink  them,  that  they  rise  no  more. 

PAUSE. 

7  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  heard  my  prayer, 
The  Lord  my  shield,  my  help,  my  song, 
Who  sav'd  niy  soul  from  sin  and  fear, 
And  tun'd  with  pilii^e  my  thankful  tongue, 

8  In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  distress, 
By  foes  beset,  of  death  afraid, 
My  spirit  trusted  in  his  grace, 

And  sought  and  found  his  heavenly  aid. 

9  O  blest  Redeemer  of  mankind  ! 

Thy  sliield,  thy  saving  strength,  shall  be 
The  shield,  the  strength,  of  every  mind, 
Tliat  loves  his  name,  and  trusts  in  thee. 

10  Remember,  Lord,  thy  chosen  seed  ; 
Israel  defend  from  guilt  and  woe  ; 
Thy  flock  in  richest  pastures  feed, 
And  guard  their  steps  from  every  foe. 

11  Zion  exalt,  her  cause  maintain, 

With  peace  and  joy  her  courts  surround : 
In  showers  let  endless  blessings  rain. 
And  saints  eternal  praise  resound. 


PSALM  XXIX.  6 

PSALM  28.    Common  Metre. 
Prayer  and  praise  for  deliverance  from  evil  coni' 
panions. 

1  rp  O  thee,  my  King,  my  God  of  grace, 

X     I  lift  my  humble  cry, 
Let  not  my  poor  desponding  soul 
With  impious  wretches  die. 

2  Withdraw  me  from  the  path  of  guilt, 

Nor  let  my  soul  be  join'd 
With  men  of  violence  and  fraud, 
Th'  unthankful  and  unkind. 

3  With  honey'd  lips,  and  guileful  tongue, 

They  charm  the  wretch  astray, 
And  lure  his  heedless  feet  to  death, 
Along  the  flowery  way. 

4  For  me  they  dug  the  secret  pit, 

And  fornrd  the  hidden  snare  ; 
Thoughtless  I  follow'd  where  they  led, 
Nor  saw  destruction  near. 

5  My  heart  with  agonizingj>rayer, 

Besought  the  Lord  to  save  ; 
Unseen  he  seiz'd  my  trembling  hand, 
And  brought  me  from  the  grave. 

6  He  broke  the  charm  which  drew  my  feet 

To  darkness  and  the  dead  ; 
From  lips  profane,  and  tongues  impure, 
With  quivering  steps  I  fled. 

7  Homeward  I  flew  to  find  my  God, 

And  seek  Ins  face  divine, 
Restor'd  to  peace,  to  hope,  to  Ufe, 

To  Zion's  friends,  and  mine. 
3  My  lips  thy  wondrous  works  shall  sing, 

My  heart  adore  thy  grace  ; 
Henceforth  be  love  my  sweet  employ, 

And  all  my  pleasure  praise. 

PSALM  29.    Long  Metre. 
Storm  and  Thunder. 
1  /""I  IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame, 
VI  Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power  ;. 


62  PSALM  XXIX. 

Ascribe  due  honors  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  adore. 

2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud 
Over  the  ocean  and  the  land  ; 

His  voice  divides  the  watry  cloud, 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

3  He  speaks,  and  tempest,  hail,  and  wind. 
Lay  the  wide  forests  bare  around  : 
The  fearful  hart,  and  frighted  hind, 
Leap  at  the  terror  of  the  sound. 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 
And  lo,  the  stately  cedars  break ; 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noise, 
The  vallies  roar,  the  desarts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  sits  sovereign  on  the  flood, 
The  Thunderer  reigns  forever  king ; 
But  makes  his  church  his  blest  abode, 
Where  we  his  awful  glories  sing. 

6  In  gentler  language  there  the  Lord 
The  counsels  of  his  grace  imparts : 
Amid  the  raging  storm  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts. 

PSALM  29.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  nexv  50th . 

Storm  and  Thunder. 

1  "\7"E  cliiefs,  and  kings,  to  God  your  voices  raise. 

X  To  him  ascribe  the  glory,  power,  and  praise, 
The  grateful  incense  of  a  contrite  mind, 
With  truth  enlighten'd,  and  by  grace  refin'd : 
Jehovah  speaks  ;  thro'  heaven  his  terrors  roll, 
And  the  vast  concave  shakes  from  pole  to  pole. 

2  O'er  the  dark  world,  when  clouds  the  sky  deform, 
His  car  the  whirlwind,  and  his  throne  the  storm, 
His  voice  is  heard  ;  astonish 'd  at  the  sound, 

Old  ocean  trembles  to  his  farthest  bound  ; 

The  hard  rocks  cleave ;  the  hills  in  homage  nod  ; 

And  the  touch'd  earth  proclaims  the  present  God. 

3  See  groves  of  cedars,  lifted  to  the  sky, 
Rent  by  the  flaming  blast,  in  ruin  lie ! 
Proud  Lebanon  with  deep  convulsions  riven, 
Bends  his  high  cliffs,  and  owns  the  voice  of  heaven ; 


rSALM  XXX.  63 

Sad  Siiion  leaps ;  his  deep  foundations  shake  ; 
The  vallies  heave  ;  the  howling  desarts  quake. 

4  There  sink  the  blasted  pines,  their  honors  lost ; 
There  oaks  majestic  bow  their  heads  in  dust ; 
The  wasted  forest  opes  its  dark  abodes, 
Shorne  all  its  glories,  prostrate  all  its  woods ; 
Anew  the  lightnings  blaze ;  the  thunders  roar ; 
And  shrinking  mortals  tremble  and  adore. 

5  In  awful  grandeur  o'er  the  boundless  flood, 

Thus  thron'd  in  clouds,  the  God  of  Thunders  rode  ; 
Dreadful  to  guilt  he  reigns  forever  king, 
While  saints  his  milder  face  behold  and  sing  ; 
With  gentlest  voice  he  bids  their  terrors  cease, 
And  mid  the  tempest  charms  their  hearts  to  peace. 
PSALM  30.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Sicktiess  healed,  and  sorrmv  removed. 

1  T  WILL  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high, 
_I_  At  thy  command  diseases  fly  ; 
Who  but  a  God  can  speak  and  save 
From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  ? 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  saints  of  his, 
And  tell  how  large  his  goodness  is  ; 
Let  all  your  powers  rejoice  and  bless, 
While  you  record  his  holiness. 

3  His  anger  but  a  moment  stays  ; 
His  love  is  life  and  length  of  days  ; 
Though  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
The  morning-star  restores  the  joy. 

PSALM  30.    Ver.  6.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Health,  sickness,  and  recovery. 

1  T7*  IRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
jT  And  I  presum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night, 
Fondly  I  said  within  my  heart, 

"  Pleasure  and  peace  shall  ne'er  depart." 

2  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  strong, 
Which  made  my  mountain  stand  so  long  ; 
Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  dy'd. 

3  I  cry'd  aloud  to  thee,  my  God  : 

"  What  canst  thou  profit  by  my  blood  ? 


64  PSALM  XXXI. 

"  Deep  in  the  dust  can  I  declare 

"  Thy  truth,  or  sing  thy  goodness  there  ? 

4  "  Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace,"  I  said, 

"  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead :" 
Thy  word  rebuk'd  the  pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pardoning  love  remov'd  my  guilt. 

5  My  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms  of  woe, 
Are  turn'd  to  joy  and  praises  now  ; 

I  throw  my  sackcloth  on  the  ground, 
And  ease  and  gladness  gird  me  round. 

0  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  silent  of  thy  name  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  thro'  earth  and  heaven, 
For  sickness  heal'd,  and  sins  forgiven. 

PSALM  31.    5,  13—19,  22,  23.    First  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  death. 

1  rNTO  thy  hand,  O  God  of  truth, 
i     My  spirit  I  commit ; 

Thou  hast  redeem'd  my  soul  from  death, 
And  sav'd  me  from  the  pit. 

2  The  passions  of  my  hope  and  fear 

Maintain'd  a  doubtful  strife ; 
While  sorrow,  pain,  and  sin  conspir'd 
To  take  away  my  life. 

3  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand,"  I  ery'd, 

"  Though  I  draw  near  the  dust :" 
Thou  art  the  refuge  where  I  hide, 
The  God  in  whom  I  trust. 

4  Oh,  make  thy  reconciled  face 

Upon  thy  servant  shine, 
And  save  me,  for  thy  mercy's  sake, 
For  I'm  entirely  thine. 

PAUSE. 

5  f^Twas  in  my  haste  my  spirit  said, 

"  I  must  despair  and  die, 
«  I  am  cut  off  before  thine  eyes ;" 
But  thou  hast  heard  my  cry.] 

6  Thy  goodness,  how  divinely  free  .' 

How  wondrous  is  thy  grace, 


PSALM  XXXI. 

To  those  that  fear  thy  majesty, 

And  trust  thy  promises  ! 
7  Oh,  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  saints, 

And  sing  his  praises  loud ; 
He'll  bend  his  ear  to  your  complaints, 

And  recompeuce  the  proud. 

PSALM  31.    7—13,  18—21.    Second  part. 

Common  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  slander  and  reproac/*. 

1  14  ,|"Y  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
lYX  My  God,  my  help,  my  trust ; 
Thou  hast  preserved  my  face  from  shame, 

Mine  honor  from  the  dust. 

2  a  My  life  is  spent  with  grief,"  I  cry'd, 

"  My  years  consum'd  in  groans, 
a  My  strength  decays,  mine  eyes  are  dry'd. 
"  And  sorrow  wastes  my  bones." 

3  Among  mine  enemies  my  name 

Was  a  mere  proverb  grown, 
While  to  my  neighbours  I  became 
Forgotten  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  fear  on  every  side 

Seiz'd,  and  beset  me  round, 
I  to  the  throne  of  grace  apply'd, 
And  speedy  rescue  found. 

PAUSE. 

5  How  great  deliverance  thou  hast  wrought 

Before  the  sons  of  men ! 
The  lying  lips  to  silence  brought. 
And  made  their  boastings  vain  I 

6  Thy  children  from  the  strife  of  tongues 

Shall  thy  pavilion  hide, 
Guard  them  from  infamy  and  wrongs, 
And  crush  the  sons  of  pride. 

7  Within  thy  secret  presence,  Lord, 

Let  me  forever  dwell ; 
\'o  fenced  city  wall'd  and  barrM 
Seetvea  a  saint  so  well. 
F. 


66  PSALM  XXXII. 

PSALM  32.   Short  Metre. 
Forgiveness  of  sins  upon  confession. 
1  f\  BLESSED  souls  are  they 

\J  Whose  sins  are  eover'd  o\r  ! 
Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more  ! 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 
And  keep  thtir  hearts  with  care  ; 

Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  While  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 
I  felt  the  festering  wound ; 

Till  I  coiifess'd  my  sins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne ; 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

PSALM  32.    Common  Metre. 
Free  pardon,  ami  sincere  obedience;  or, Confessii* 
forgiveness. 

1  TTAPPY  the  man,  to  whom  his  God 
XX  No  more  imputes  his  sin ; 

But,  wash'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood, 
Hath  made  his  garments  clean ! 

2  Happy  beyond  expression  he, 

Whose  debts  are  thus  discharg'd ! 
And  from  the  guilty  bondage  free 
He  feels  his  soul  enlarg'd. 

3  His  spirit  hates  deceit  and  lies, 

His  words  are  all  sincere  ; 
He  guards  his  heart,  he  guards  his  eyes, 
To  keep  his  conscience,  clear. 

4  While  I  my  inward  guilt  supprest, 

No  quiet  could  I  find : 
Thy  wrath  lay  burning  in  my  breast, 
And  rack'd  my  tortur'd  mind. 

5  Then  I  confess'*!  my  troubled  thoughts, 

My  secret  sins  reveal'd  ; 
Thy  pardoning  grace  forgave  my  faults, 
Thy  grace  my  pardon  seal'd. 


PSALM  XXXII.  67 

■  This  shall  invite  thy  saints  to  pray  ; 
When  like  t  caging  flood 
Temptations  rise,  our  strength  and  stay 
Is  a  forgiving  God. 

PSALM  32.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Repentance  and  free  Pardon  ;  or,  Justification  apJ 

Stmctijfcation. 

1  X>  LEST  is  the  man,  forever  blest, 
_|J  Whose  giiilt  is  pardou'd  by  his  God, 
Whose  sins  with  sorrow  are  confess'd, 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  blood, 

2  Blest  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  iniquiti.-s  ; 

He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 
And  not  on  works  but  grace  relies. 

3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free  ;  , 
His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 

With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  sincere. 

4  How  glorious  is  that  righteousness 
That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  sins  1 
"While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 
Thro'  his  whole  life  appears  and  shines. 

PSALM  32.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
A  guilty  Conscience  eased  by  Confession  and  Pardun. 

1  "¥TTHILE  I  keep  silence  and  conceal 

>  V  My  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 
What  torments  doth  my  conscience  feel ! 
What  agonies  of  inward  smart ! 

2  I  spread  my  sins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  secret  faults  confess  : 
Thy  gospel  speaks  a  pardoning  word, 
Thy  holy  Spirit  seals  the  grace. 

3  For  this  shall  every  humble  soul 
Make  swift  addresses  to  thy  seat ; 
When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roU, 
There  shall  they  find  a  blest  retreat. 

4  How  safe  beneath  thy  wings  I  he, 
When  dftya  grow  dar!:.  ar.d  storms  appear ; 


63  PSALM  XXXIII. 

And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 
Shall  guide  me  safe  from  every  snare. 

PSALM  33.    First  Part..    Common  Metre. 

Works  of  Creation  and  Providence. 

1  T}  E.TOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
XV  This  work  belongs  to  you  ; 

Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 
How  holy,  just,  and  trie  ! 

2  His  mercy  and  his  righteousness 

Let  heaven  and  earth  proclaim  : 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wondrous  name. 

3  His  wisdom  and  almighty  word 

The  heavenly  arches  spread  ; 
And  by  the  spirit  of  the  Lord 
Their  shining  hosts  were  made. 

4  He  bid  the  liquid  waters  flow 

To  their  appointed  deep  ; 
The  flowing  seas  their  limits  knoM', 
And  their  own  station  keep. 

5  Ye  tenants  of  tl»e  spacious  earth, 

With  fear  before  him  stand  : 
He  spake,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 
And  rests  on  his  command. 

6  He  scorns  the  angry  nation's  rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  designs  ; 
His  counsel  stands  through  every  age, 
And  in  full  glory  shines. 

PSALM  33.    Second  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Creatures  vain,  and  God  all-sufficient. 
a  T>  LEST  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord 
JJ  Hath  fix'd  his  gracious  throne  : 
Where  he  reveals  his  heavenly  word, 
And  calls  their  tribes  his  own. 
2  His  eyes,  with  infinite  survey, 
The  spacious  world  behold  ; 
He  form'd  us  nil  of  equal  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 


PSALM  XXXIII. 

3  Kincrs  are  not  rescu'd  by  tlie  force 

Of  armies  from  the  grave  : 
Nor  speed  nor  courage  of  a  horse 
Can  the  hold  rider  save. 

4  Vain  is  the  strength  of  beasts  or  men, 

To  hope  for  safety  thence  ; 

But  holy  souls  from  God  obtain 

A  strong  and  sure  defence. 

5  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  tr  us  I, 

When  plagues  or  famine  spread  ; 
His  watchful  eye  secures  the  just 
Among  ten  thousand  dead. 

6  Lord,  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 

And  bless  us  from  thy  throne  ; 
Tor  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
And  trust  thy  grace  alone. 

PSALM  33.    As  the  113th  Psalm.    First  Part. 

Proper  Metre. 

Works  of  Creadon  and  Providence. 

1  "\7"E  holy  souls,  in  God  rejoice, 

X.    Your  Maker's  praise  becomes  your  voice, 
Great  is  your  theme,  your  songs  be  new  ; 

Sing  of  his  name,  liis  word,  his  ways, 

His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
How  wise  and  holy,  just  and  true  ! 

2  Justice  and  truth  he  ever  loves, 

And  the  whole  earth  lus  goodness  proves  ; 

His  word  the  heavenly  arches  spread  ; 
How  wide  they  shine  from  north  to  south  I 
And  by  the  spirit  of  his  mouth 

Were  all  the  starry  armies  made. 

3  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  seas  ; 
Those  watery  treasures  know  their  place, 

In  the  vast  store-house  of  the  deep  ; 
He  spake  and  gave  all  nature  birth, 
And  fires,  and  seas,  and  heaven,  and  earth . 

His  everlasting  orders  keep. 

4  Let  mortals  tremble,  and  adore 
A  God  of  such  resistless  power, 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage  : 


70  PSALM  XXXIV. 

Vain  arc  thi  ir  thoughts,  and  weak  their  hand-. 
But  his  eternal  counsel  stands, 

And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 

PSALM  33.    As  the  113th  Psalm.    Second  Pari. 

Proper  Metre. 

Creatures  vain,  and  God  all-sufficient. 

1  f\  HAPPY  nation  where  the  Lord 
\J  Reveals  the  treasure  of  his  word, 

And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne  ! 
His  eye  the  heathen  world  surveys, 
He  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways,, 

But  God,  their  Maker,  is  unknown. 

2  Let  kings  rely  upon  tit'  ir  host, 

And  of  his  strength  the  champion  boast ; 

In  vain  they  boast,  in  vain  rely  ; 
In  vain  we  trust  the  brutal  force, 
Or  speed,  or  courage  of  an  horse, 

To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly. 

3  The  eye  of  thy  compassion,  Lord, 
Doth  more  secure  defence  afford, 

When  death  or  dangers  threat) ting  stand  ; 
Thy  watchful  eye  preserve  s  the  just, 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  trust, 

When  wars  or  famine  waste  the  land. 

4  In  sickness,  or  the  bloody  field, 
Thou  our  Physician,  thou  our  Shield, 

Send  us  salvation  from  thy  throne  ; 
We  wait  to  see  thy  goodness  shine  ; 
Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 

For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone. 

PSALM  34    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
G'xPs  Care  nfthe  Saints ;  or,' Deliverance  by  Prayer. 

1  ~|'    ORD,  I  w  ill  bless  thee  all  my  days, 

1  A  Thy  praise  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  : 
My  soul  "shall  glory  in  thy  grace, 
While  saints  rejoice  to  hear  the  song. 

2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me ; 
Come,  let  us  ail  exalt  his  name  ; 

I  sought  th'  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  expos'd  my  hope  to  sham<\ 


PSALM  XXXIV. 

3  I  told  him  all  my  secret  grief, 

My  secret  groaning  reach'd  liis  ears ; 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 
Ami  calm'd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 

4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, 
Their  laces  feel  the  heavenly  shine  ; 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  skies 
Fills  them  with  light  and  joy  dhine. 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  the  men  that  serve  the  Lord: 
Oh,  fear  and  love  him,  all  his  saints, 
Taste  of  his  grace,  and  trust  his  word. 

6  The  wild  young  lions,  pinch'd  with  pain 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood  : 
But  none  shall  seek  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  supplies  of  real  good. 

PSALM  34.   11—22.  Second  Part.  Long  Med£. 

Religious  Education  ;  or,  Instructions  of  Piety. 

1  fl  HILDREX,  in  years  and  knowledge  young, 
V_y    Your  parents'  hope,  your  parents  joy, 
Attend  the  counsels  of  my  tongue, 

Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ. 

2  If  you  desire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  state, 
Restrain  your  feet  from  impious  ways., 
Your  lips  from  slander  and  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  saints, 
His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries ; 
He  sets  his  frowning  face  against 
The  sons  of  violence  and  lies. 

4  To  humble  souls  and  broken  hearts 
God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh  ; 
Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts, 
When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 

5  He  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans, 
His  Son  redeems  their  souls  from  death  ; 
His  Spirit  heals  their  broken  bones ; 
While  they  in  praise  employ  their  breath. 


72  PSALM  XXXIV. 

PSALM  34.    1—10.    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Prayer  and  J/raise  for  eminent  deliverance. 

1  T'LL  bless  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  ; 
J_  How  good  are  all  his  ways  ! 

Ye  humble  soids  that  use  to  pray, 
Come,  help  my  lips  to  praise. 

2  Sing,  to  the  honor  of  his  name, 

How  a  poor  sufferer  cry'd, 
Nor  was  his  hope  expos'd  to  shame, 
Nor  was  his  suit  deny'd. 

3  When  threatning  sorrows  round  me  stood, 

And  endless  fears  arose, 
Like  the  loud  billows  of  a  flood, 
Redoubling  all  my  woes  : 

4  I  told  the  Lord  my  sore  distress 

With  heavy  groans  and  tears  ; 
He  gave  my  sharpest  torments  ease, 
And  silene'd  all  my  fears. 
PAUSE. 

5  [O  sinners,  come  and  taste  his  love, 

Come,  learn  his  pleasant  ways, 
And  let  your  own  experience  prove 
The  sweetness  of  his  grace. 

6  He  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents 

Where'er  his  children  dwell  ; 
What  ills  their  heavenly  care  prevents 
No  earthly  tongue  can  tell.] 

7  Oh,  love  the  Lord,  ye  saints  of  his  ; 

His  eye  regards  the  j  ust : 
How  richly  bless'd  their  portion  is, 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  trust ! 
S  Young  lions  pinch*d  with  hunger  roar, 
And  famish  in  the  wood  : 
But  God  supplies  his  holy  poor 
With  every  needful  good.] 

PSALM  34.    11—22.    Second  Part. 

Common  Metre. 
Exhortations  to  Peace  and  Holiness. 
1  /^»  OME,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 
Vy  And  that  ydur  days  be  long, 


PSALM  XXXV.  71 

Let  not  a  false  or  spiteful  word 
Be  found  upon  your  tongue. 

2  Depart  from  mischief,  practise  love, 

Pursue  the  works  of  peace  ; 
So  shall  the  Lord  your  ways  approve, 
And  set  your  souls  at  ease. 

3  His  eves  awake  to  guard  the  just, 

His"  ears  attend  their  cry  ; 
When  broken  spirits  dwell  in  dust, 
The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 

4  What  though  the  sorrows,  here  they  taste. 

Are  sharp  and  tedious  too, 
The  Lord  who  saves  them  all  at  last, 
Is  their  supporter  now. 

5  Evil  shall  smite  the  picked  dead  ; 

But  God  secures  his  own, 
Prevents  the  mischief  when  they  slide., 
Or  heals  the  broken  bone. 

6  When  desolation  like  a  flood 

O'er  the  proud  sinner  rolls, 

Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God, 

For  he  redeems  their  souls. 

PSALM  35.    1—9.    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Prayer  and  faith  of  persecuted  saints  ;  or,  Impre- 
cations mixed  with  charity. 

1  T^T  OW  plead  my  cause,  Almighty  God, 
i^|    With  all  the  sons  of  strife  ; 

And  fight  against  the  men  of  blood, 
Who  fight  against  my  fife. 

2  Draw  out  thy  spear,  and  stop  their  way, 

Lift  thine  avenging  rod  ; 

But  to  my  soul  in  mercy  say, 

"  I  am  thy  Saviour  God." 

3  They  plant  their  snares  to  catch  my  feet, 

And  nets  of  mischief  spread ; 
Plunge  the  destroyers  in  the  pit 
That  their  own  hands  have  made. 

4  Let  fogs  and  darkness  hide  their  way, 

And  slippery  be  their  ground  ; 
Thy  wrath  shall  make  then*  lives  a  prey, 
And  all  their  rage  confound. 


74  PSALM  XXXV. 

5  They  fly,  like  chaff  before  the  wind, 

Before  thine  angry  breath  : 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  behind 
Pursues  them  down  to  death. 

6  They  love  the  road  that  leads  to  hell  : 

Then  must  the  rebels  die, 

Whose  malice  is  implacable 

Against  the  Lord  on  high. 

7  But  if  thou  hast  a  chosen  few 

Among  that  impious  race, 
Divide  them  from  the  bloody  crew 
By  thy  surprising  grace. 

8  Then  will  I  raise  my  tuneful  voice 

To  make  thy  wonders  known  ; 
In  their  salvation  I'll  rejoice, 
And  bless  thee  for  my  own. 

PSALM  35.    ver.  12,  13,  14,  &c    Second  ran. 

Common  Metre. 

Love  to  Enemies  ;  or,  The  bve  of  Christ  to  sinner;-: 

typij'y'd  in  David. 

1  X)  EHOLD  the  love,  the  generous  love 
_D  That  holy  David  shows ; 

Mark  how  his  tender  bowels  move 
For  liis  afflicted  foes  ! 

2  When  they  are  sick  his  soul  complains, 

And  seems  to  feel  the  smart ; 
The  spirit  of  the  gospel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

3  How  did  his  flow  irig  tears  condole 

As  for  a  brother  dead  ! 
And  fasting  mortify 'd  Ids  soul, 
While  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 

4  They  groan'd  and  curs'd  him  on  their  bed; 

Yet  still  he  pleads  and  mourns  ; 
And  double  blessings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

5  O  glorious  tvpe  of  heavenly  grace  ! 

Tims  Christ  the  Lord  appears ; 
While  sinners  curse,  the  Saviour  prays, 
And  pities  tlicm  with  tears 


PSALM  XXXVI  75 

He,  ike  true  David,  Israel's  King, 

Blest  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  save  us  rebels  dead  in  sin, 
Paid  his  own  dearest  blood. 

PSALM  36.    5—9.    Long  Metre. 
he  perfections  and  providence  of  God  ;  or,  General 
providence  and  special  grace. 

HIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines ; 

Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud 

That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

Forever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep ; 

Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands  ; 

Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large  ; 

Moth  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share  , 

The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge  ; 

But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

My  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace  : 

Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  springs  ! 

The  sous  of  Adam  in  distress 

Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings, 
i  From  the  provisions  of  thy  house 

We  shall  be  fed  with  sweet  repast : 

There  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 

And  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 
j  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord  ; 

And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 

The  glories  promis'd  in  thy  word. 
PSALM  36.     1,  2,  5.  6,  7,  9.    Common  Metre. 

Practical  atheism  exposed  ;  or.  The  being  and  attri- 
butes of  God  asserted. 

1  TT 7" HILE  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways, 

VV     And  yet  a  God  they  own, 
My  heart  within  me  often  says, 

"  Their  thoughts  believe  there's  none." 

2  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare 
(Whate'er  their  lips  profess) 


76  PSALM  XXXVI. 

God  liath  no  wrath  for  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  they  seek  his  grace. 

3  What  strange  self-flattery  hlinds  their  eyes  ? 

But  there's  a  hastening  hour 
When  they  shall  see  with  sore  surprise 
The  terrors  of  thy  power. 

4  Thy  justice  shall  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountains  melt  away  ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unknown, 
A  deep  unfathom'd  sea. 

5  Above  these  heavens'  created  rounds, 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  extend  ; 
Thy  truth  out-lives  the  narrow  bounds, 

Where  time  and  nature  end. 
G  Safety  to  man  thy  goodness  brings, 

Nor  overlooks  the  beast ; 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  w  ings 

Thy  cluldren  choose  to  rest. 

7  [From  thee,  when  creature-streams  run  low. 

And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpetual  springs  of  life  shall  flow, 
And  raise  our  pleasures  high. 

8  Though  all  created  light  decay, 

And  death  close  up  our  eyes, 

Thy  presence  makes  eternal  day, 

Where  clouds  can  never  rise.]' 

PSALM  36.    1—7.    Short  Metre. 

TJie  wickedness  of  man,  and  the  majesty  of  Cod ;  o 

Practical  at/ieism  exposed. 

1  TITHEN  man  grows  bold  in  sin, 

VV     My  heart  within  me  cries, 
«  He  hath  no  faith  of  God  within, 
"  Nor  fear  before  his  eyes." 

2  [He  walks  awhile  conceal'd 
In  a  self-flattering  dream, 

'Till  his  dark  crimes,  at  once  reveal'd, 
Expose  his  hateful  name.] 

3  His  heart  is  false  and  foul, 
His  words  are  smooth  and  fair ; 

Wisdom  is  banish'd  from  his  soul, 
"*     And  leaves  no  goodness  there. 


PSALM  XXXVII.  77 

4  He  plots  upon  his  bed 
New  mischiefs  to  fulfil : 

He  sets  his  heart,  his  hand,  and  head 
To  practise  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 
Though  men  renounce  his  fear  ; 

His  justice,  hid  behind  the  cloud, 
Shall  one  great  day  appear. 

6  His  truth  transcends  the  sky ; 
In  Heaven  his  mercies  dwell ; 

Deep  as  the  sea  his  judgments  lie ; 
His  anger  burns  to  hell. 

7  How  excellent  his  love, 
Whence  all  our  safety  springs ! 

Oh,  never  let  my  soul  remove 
From  underneath  Ms  wings  ! 

TSALM  37.    1—15.    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 

The  cure  of  envy,  frelfulness  and  unbelief;  or,  The 
rexvards  (if  tlie  rigMcous  and  the  xvkked ;  or,  The 
world's  hatred,  and  the  saints' 's patience. 

1  "%T[7"HY  should  I  vex  my  soul  and  fret 

YV     To  see  the  wicked  rise  ? 
Or  envy  sinners  waxing  great, 
By  violence  and  lies  ? 

2  As  flowery  grass,  cut  down  at  noon, 

Before  the  evening  fades, 
So  shall  their  glories  vanish  soon, 
In  everlasting  shades. 

3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  trust, 

And  practise  all  that's  good ; 

So  shall  I  dwell  among  the  just ; 

And  he'll  provide  me  food. 

4  I  to  my  God  my  ways  commit, 

And  cheerful  wait  his  will : 
Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet, 
Shall  my  desires  fulfil. 

5  Mine  innocence  shalt  thou  display, 

And  make  thy  judgments  known. 
Far  as  the  fight  of  dawning  day, 
And  glorious  as  the  noon. 


7S  PSALM  XXXVII-. 

6  The  meek  at  last  the  earth  possess, 

And  are  the  heirs  of  heaven  ; 
True  riches  with  abundant  peace, 
To  humble  souls  ar--  given. 
PAUSE. 

7  Rest  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  way, 

Nor  let  your  anger  rise, 
Tho'  providence  should  long  delay, 
To  punish  haughty  vice. 

8  Let  sinners  join  to  break  your  peace, 

And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam  : 

The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  sets 

Their  day  of  vengeance  come. 

9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threatning  sword, 

Have  bent  the  murderous  bow, 

To  slay  the  men  that  fear  the  Lord, 

And  bring  the  righteous  low. 

10  My  God  shall  break  their  bows,  and  bimi 

Their  persecuting  darts  ; 
Shall  their  own  swords  against  them  turn, 
And  pain  surprise  their  hearts. 

PSALM  37.     16,21,26-31.    Second  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

Charity  to  the  poor  ;  or,  Religion  in  words  and  deed. 

1  "ITTHY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  lx»ast, 

VV     And  grow  profanely  bold  ? 
The  meanest  portion  of  the  just 
Excels  the  sinner's  gold. 

2  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 

But  ne'er  designs  to  pay  ; 

The  saint  is  merciful  and  lends, 

Nor  turns  the  poor  aw  ay. 

3  His  alms  with  liberal  heart  he  gives 

Amongst  the  sons  of  need ; 
His  memory  to  long  ages  live  s, 
And  blessed  is  his  seed. 

4  He  fears  to  talk  with  lips  profane,. 

To  slander  or  defraud  ; 
His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men 
What  Ue  has  learu'd  of  God. 


PSALM  XXXVII.  r 

*   1  he  law  and  gospel  of  the  Lord 
Deep  in  his  heart  abide  ; 
Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  word, 
His  feet  shall  never  slide. 
b  When  sinners  fall,  the  righteous  stand 
Preserved  from  every  snare  ! 
They  shall  possess  the  promis'd  land, 
And  dwell  forever  there. 

PSALM  37.    23—37.    Third  Fait. 

Common  Metre. 

Tte  way  and  end  vf  the  righteous  and  the  ivickeV. 

1  It  TY  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 
IVl  Are  order'd  by  thy  will ; 
Though  they  should  fall  they  rise  again, 

Thy  hand  supports  them  stilL 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  see  their  ways, 

Their  virtues  he  approves  ; 
He  ne'er  deprives  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  leaves  the  men  he  loves. 

3  The  heavenly  heritage  is  theirs, 

Their  portion  and  their  home  ; 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  htns 
Of  blessings  long  to  come. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  men, 

Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown  ; 
Ye  shall  confess  their  pride  was  vain 
When  justice  casts  them  down. 
PAUSE. 

5  The  haughty  sinner  have  I  seen, 

Not  fearing  man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  liis  arms  abroad. 

6  And  lo,  he  vanish'd  from  the  ground, 

Destroy'd  by  hands  unseen  ; 
Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found, 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

7  But  mark  the  man  of  righteousness, 

His  several  steps  attend  ; 
True  pleasure  runs  thro'  all  his  ways., 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 


80  PSALM  XXXVIII. 

PSALM  33.    Common  Metre. 

Guilt  of  conscience  and  relief;  or,  Repentance  a' 
prayer  fur  pardon  and  Itealth. 

1  \  MIDST  thy  wrath  remember  love, 
XV.  Restore  thy  servant,  Lord  ; 

Nor  let  a  Father's  chastening  prove 
Like  an  avenger's,  sword. 

2  Thine  arrows  stick  within  my  heart, 

My  flesh  is  sorely  prest ; 
Between  the  sorrow  and  the  smart 
My  spirit  finds  no  rest. 

3  My  sins  a  heavy  load  appear, 

And  o'er  my  head  are  gone  ; 
Too  heavy  for  my  soul  to  bear, 
Too  hard  for  me  t'  atone. 

4  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  sea* 

My  head  still  bending  down ; 
And  I  go  mourning  all  the  day, 
Beneath  my  Father's  frown. 

5  Lord,  I  am  weak  and  broken  sore, 

None  of  my  powers  are  whole ; 
The  inward  anguish  makes  me  roar. 
The  anguish  of  my  soul. 

6  All  my  desire  to  thee  is  known, 

Thine  eye  counts  every  tear  ; 
And  every  sigh,  and  every  groan, 
Is  notie'd  by  thine  ear. 

7  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  hope ; 

My  God  will  hear  my  cry, 
My  God  will  bear  my  spirit  up, 
When  Satan  bids  me  die. 

8  [My  foes  rejoice  to  see  me  slide 

Into  the  miry  pit ; 
They  raise  their  pleasure  and  their  pride, 
When  they  supplant  my  feet. 

9  But  I'll  confess  my  guilt  to  thee, 

And  grieve  for  all  my  sin  ; 

I  feel  how  weak  my  graces  be, 

And  beg  support  {living 


PSALM  XXXIX.  81 

;o  My  God,  forgive  my  follies  past, 
And  be  forever  nigh ; 

0  Lord  of  my  salvation,  baste, 
Befox-e  thy  servant  die] 

PSALM  39.    1,  2,  3.    First  Part.    Com.  Metro. 

ilatcfifulness  over  the  tongue  ;  or,  Prudence  and  zenh 

1  rr\  HUS  I  resolv'd  before  the  Lord, 

X      "  Now  -will  I  watch  my  tongue, 
'•  Lest  I  let  slip  one  sinful  word, 
k"  Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong." 

2  And,  if  I'm  e'er  constraint  to  stay 

With  men  of  lives  profane, 
I'll  set  a  double  guard  that  day, 

Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 
j  I'll  scarce  allow  my  lips  to  speak 

The  pious  thoughts  I  feel, 
Lest  scoffers  should  tli'  occasion  take 

To  mock  my  holy  zeal, 
i  Yet  if  some  proper  hour  appear, 

I'll  not  be  overaw'd, 
But  let  the  scoffing  sinners  hear, 

That  I  can  speak  for  God. 

PSALM  39.   4,5,6,7.    Seco?ui  Part.  Common  Mete*5, 

Tlie  vanity  of  man  a?  mortal. 

1  rip  EACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 

J_       Thou  maker  of  my  frame  ; 

1  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 

An  inch  or  two  of  time  ; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain  ; 
They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love, 
But  all  their  noise  is  vain. 
-)  Some  walk  in  honor's  gaudy  show, 
Some  dig  for  golden  ore, 
F 


S2  PSALM.  XXXIX. 

They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who; 
Anil  straight  are  seen  no  more. 

5  What  should  I  wish  or  wait  for  then. 

From  creatures,,  earth,  and  dust  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  desires  recall  ! 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

r SALM  39.    9—13.    Third  Part.    Conunon  Metre 
Sick-bed  devotion  ;  or,  Pleading  without  repining, 

1  /"I  OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 
VT     Behold  the  pains  I  feel  ; 

But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
Nor  dare  dispute  thy  will. 

2  Diseases  are  Ay  servants,  Lord, 

They  come  at  thy  command  ; 

I'll  not  attempt  a  murmuring  word., 

Against  thy  chastening  hand. 

3  Yet  I  may  plead  with  humble  cries. 

Remove  thy  sharp  rebukes : 
My  strength  consumes,  my  spirit  dies, 
Thro'  thy  repeated  strokes. 

4  Crnsh'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 

We  moulde  r  to  the  dust : 
Our  feeble  powers  can  ne*er  withstand* 
And  all  our  beauty's  lost. 

5  [This  mortal  life  decays  apace, 

How  soon  the  bubble's  broke ! 
Adam  and  all  his  numerous  race 
Are  vanity  and  smoke.] 

6  I'm  but  a  sojourner  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were  ; 
May  I  be  well  prcpar'd  to  go, 

\Vht  n  I  die  summons  hear. 
%  But  if  my  life  bo  spar'd  a  while 

Before  my  last  remove, 
Thy  praise  shall  be  my  business  still, 

Aril  I'll  declare  thy  love. 


;alm  xi„ 


PSALM  40.    1,  2,  3,  5, 17.    First  Part. 
Common  Metro. 


A  song  of  deliverance  from  great  distress. 

1  T  WAITED  patient  for  die  Lord, 
X  He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry ; 

Me  saw  me  resting  on  hi>  word, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 

"Where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  bonds  releas'd  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand. 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new,  thankful  song. 

4  I'll  spread  his  works  of  grace  abroad  ; 

The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear. 
And  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love  I 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great ! 
We  have  not  words,  nor  hours  enough 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

6  When  I'm  afflicted,  poor  and  low, 

And  light  and  peace  depart, 
My  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe, 
And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 
PSALM  40.    6—9.    Second  Part.    Common  Metre, 
The  incarnation  and  sacrifice  of  Christ. 

1  rip  HUS  saith  the  Lord,  "  Your  Work  is  vain, 

X     "  Give  your  burnt  offerings  o'er, 
"  In  dying  goats  and  bullocks  slain, 
u  My  soul  delights  no  more." 

2  Then  spake  the  Saviour,  "  Lo,  I'm  here, 

"  My  God,  to  do  thy  w  ill  ; 
"  Whate'er  thy  sacred  books  declare, 
"  Thy  servant  shall  fulfil. 

3  "  Thy  law  is  ever  in  my  sight, 

8  I  keep  it  near  my  heart  : 
"  "Mine  ears  are  opeii'd  with  delight 
"  To  what  ihy  hps  impm;." 


U  PSALM  XL. 

4  And  see,  the  blest  Redeemer  comes, 

Th'  eternal  Son  appears  ! 
And  at  th'  appointed  time  assumes 
The  body,  God  prepares. 

5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  grace. 

And  much  his  truth  he  shew'd, 
And  preacli'd  the  way  of  righteousness. 
Where  great  assemblies  stood, 
(i  His  Father's  honor  toueh'd  his  heart, 
He  pity'd  sinners'  cries, 
And,  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part, 
Was  made  a  sacrifice. 

PAUSE. 
7  Xo  blood  of  beasts,  on  altars  shed. 
Could  wash  the  conscience  clean, 
But  the  rich  sacrifice  lie  paid, 
Atones  for  all  our  sin. 
3  Then  was  the  great  salvation  spread, 
And  Satan's  kingdom  shook  ; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  promis'd  seed 
The  serpent's  head  was  broke. 

PSALM  40.    5—10.    Long  Metre. 
Christ  our  Sacrifice. 

1  r~TT\  HE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  lias  wrought* 

J      Exceed  our  praise,  surmount  our  thought ;. 
Should  I  attempt  the  long  detail, 
My  speech  would  faint,  my  numbers  fail. 

2  No  blood  of  beasts  on  altars  spilt, 

Can  cleanse  the  souls  of  men  from  guilt: 
But  thou  hast  set  before  our  eyes 
An  all-sufficient  sacrifice. 

3  In  heaven,  before  liis  Father's  throne, 
Complacent,  smiles  th'  eternal  Son, 

And,  pleas'd,  presents  with  boundless  grace 
Himself,  a  ransom  for  our  race. 

4  a  Behold  I  come"  (the  Saviour  cries, 
With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes) 

"  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 
"  Of  sins,  and  do  thy  will,  my  God. 

5  "  Mine  ear  is  open'd  to  thy  voice, 

u  My  heart  delighted  with' thy  choice 


PSALM  XLII.  85 

••  rieas'il,  I  assume  a  fleshly  form, 
'•  Akin  to  man,  that  dying  worm. 

6  "  'Tis  written  in  thy  great  decree, 
u  'Tis  in  thy  hook  foretold  of  me, 
u  I  must  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part ; 
a  And  lo  !  thy  law  is  in  my  heart. 

7  "  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 

"  And  rebels  to  obedience  draw, 
u  When  on  my  cross  I'm  lifted  high, 
"  Or  to  my  crown  above  the  sky. 
3  "  The  Spirit  shall  descend  and  show 
"  What  thou  hast  done,  and  what  I  do ; 
"  The  wondering  world  shall  learn  thy  grace, 
"  Thy  wisdom  and  thy  righteousness. 

PSALM  41.    1, 2, 3.    Long  Metre. 
Charity  to  the  poor ;  or,  Pity  to  the  afflicted. 

1  T)  LEST  is  the  man  whose  bowels  move, 
_0  And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor ; 
Whose  soul  by  sympathizing  love 

Peels  what  his  fellow  saints  endure. 

2  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 
More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do :( 
He  in  the  time  of  general  grief, 

Shall  find  the  Lord  has  bowels  too. 

3  His  soul  shall  live  secure  on  earth, 
With  secret  blessings  on  liis  head, 
When  drought,  and  pestilence,  and  dearth. 
Around  liim  multiply  their  dead. 

4  Or  if  he  languish  on  his  couch, 

God  will  pronounce  his  sins  forgiven, 
Will  save  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  soul  to  heaven. 

PSALM  42.    1—5.    First  Pent. 

Common  Metre. 

Desertion  and  hope  ;  or,  Complaint  of  absence  from 

public  worship. 
l  TT7TTH  earnest  longing;  of  the  mind, 
W    My  God,  to  thee  I  look ; 
So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  find 
And  taste  the  cooling  brook. 


86  PSALM  XLIL 

2  When  shall  t  sec  thy  courts  of  grace. 

And  meet  my  God  again  ? 
So  long  an  absence  from  thy  face 
My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  soul, 

And  tears  are  my' repast'; 
The  foe  insults  without  control, 
"  And  where's  your  God  at  last   '" 

4  'lis  with  a  mournful  pleasure  now 

I  think  on  ancient  days ; 
Then  to  thy  house  did  numbers  go, 
And  all  our  work  was  praise. 

5  But  why's  my  soul  sunk  down  so  fat 

Beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
Why  do  my  thoughts  indulge  despair. 
And  sin  against  my  God  ? 

6  Hope  in  the  Lord  whose  mighty  hand 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove  : 
For  I  shall  yet  before  him  stand, 

And  sing  restoring  love. 
PSALM  42.  6—11.  Second  Paii.  Long  Metre. 
yitlnnclioly  thoughts  reproved  ;  or,  Hope  in  ajfflicliou 

1  A/TV  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord, 
J.VL  But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind. 
And  times  of  past  distress  record. 
When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

2  Huge  troubles,  with  tumultuous  noise. 
Swell  like  a  sea  and  round  me  spread  ; 
Thy  water  spouts  drown  all  my  .joys, 
And  rising  waves  roll  o'er  my  head. 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 
When  I  address  his  throne  by  day, 
Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove  ; 
The  night  shall  hear  me  sing  and  pray. 

4  I'll  cast  myself  before  his  feet, 

And  say,  "  My  God.  my  heavenly  Rock, 
"  Why 'doth  thy  love  so  long  forget 
"  The  soul,  that  groans  beneath  thy  stroke  V 
6  I'll  chide  my  heart  that  sinks  so  low  ; 
Why  should  my  soul  indulge  her  grit  f  ? 


psalm  xi.iii.  sr 

Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praise  him  too  ; 
He  u  my  rest  my  sure  relief. 
6  Thy  light  and  truth  shall  guide  me  still ; 
Thy  word  shall  my  best  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thine  heavenly  hill, 
My  God,  my  most  exceeding  joy. 

PSALM  43.  Proper  Metre.  As  the  \ASth 

A  complaint  mingled  -vitk  hope  under  great  trials^ 
particularly,  long  detention  from  public  worship. 

1  II"  Y  God,  defend  my  cause 
IVL  Against  a  host  of  foes; 
Oh,  save  me  from  th'  unj  ust, 
Who  triumph  in  my  woes  ! 

Why  dost  thou  faint, 
My  trembling  heart  ? 
To  God  impart 
Thy  sad  complaint. 

2  Why  dost  thou,  O  my  Shield, 
Desert  me  thus  forlorn  ? 
Why,  hated  and  oppress'd, 
Thus  bid  me  ceaseless  mourn  ? 

To  God  I  flv  ; 
In  God  I'll  trust, 
When  low  in  dust 
My  head  shall  lie. 

3  Now  to  thy  sacred  house 
With  joy  direct  my  feet, 
Where  saints  with  morning  vows 
In  full  assembly  meet. 

Thy  power  divine 
Shall  there  be  shown, 
And  from  thy  throne 
Thy  mercy  shine. 

4  Oh,  send  thy  light  abroad  ! 
Thy  truth  with  heavenly  ray 
Shall  lead  my  soul  to  God, 
And  guide  my  doubtful  way  ; 

Flf  hear  thy  word 
With  faith  sincere, 
And  learn  to  fear 
And  praise  the  Lord. 


83  PSALM  XL1V. 

5  There  reach  thy  bounteous  hand, 
And  all  my  sorrows  heal ; 
There  health  and  strength  divine 
Oh,  make  my  bosom  feel  ! 

Like  balmy  dew 
Shall  Jesus'  voice, 
My  bones  rejoice, 
My  strength  renew, 

6  Then  in  thy  holy  hill 
Before  thine  altar,  Lord, 
My  harp  and  song  shall  sound 
The  glories  of  thy  word. 

Henceforth  to  thee, 
O  God  of  grace, 
A  hj-mn  of  praise 
My  life  shall  be. 

7  My  soul,  awake  to  joy, 
And  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
My  health,  my  hope,  my  song. 
And  my  divine  reward." 

Ye  fears  remove  ; 
No  more  I  mourn, 
But  blest  return 
To  sing  his  love. 
PSALM  44.    l,  2,  3, 8, 15—26.    Common  Metre. 
The  Church's  complaint  in  persecution. 

1  X    ORD,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old, 
_l_i  Thy  works  of  power  and  grace, 
When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told 

The  wonders  of  their  days : 

2  How  thou  didst  build  thy  churches  here, 

And  make  thy  gospel  known  ; 
Among  them  did  thine  arm  appear, 
Thy  light  and  glory  shone. 

3  In  God  they  boasted  all  the  day, 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng 
Did  thousands  meet  to  praise  and  pray, 
And  grace  was  all  their  song. 
1  But  now  our  souls  are  seiz'd  with  shame, 
Confusion  lills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blaspheme, 
And  fools  reproach  thy  grace. 


PSALM  XLV.  89 

5  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 

Nor  falsely  dealt  with  heaven  ; 
Nor  have  our  steps  deelin'd  the  road 
Of  duty  thou  hast  given  ; 

6  Though  dragons  all  around  us  roar 

With  their  destructive  breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd  us  sore 
Hard  by  the  gates  of  death. 
PAUSE. 

7  We  are  expos'd  all  day  to  die, 

As  martyrs  for  thy  cause  ; 
As  sheep  for  slaughter,  bound  we  lie 
By  sharp  and  bloody  laws. 

8  Awake,  arise,  almighty  Lord  ! 

Why  sleeps  thy  wonted  grace  ? 
Why  should  we  look  like  men  abhov'd, 
Or  banish'd  from  thy  face  ? 

9  Wil  t  thou  forever  cast  us  off, 

And  still  neglect  our  cries  ? 
Forever  hide  thy  heavenly  love 
From  our  afflicted  eyes  ? 

10  Down  to  the  dust  our  souls  are  bow'd, 

And  die  upon  the  ground  : 
Rise  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud, 
And  all  their  powers  confound. 

1 1  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  shame, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God  ; 
We  plead  the  honors  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

PSALM  45.    First  Part.    Short  Metre. 

The  glory  of  Christ,  the  success  of  tfic  gospel,  and  On 

Gentile  Church. 

3    A/t* Y  Savi0111'  a*1""  mv  King> 
IT  J.  Thy  beauties  are  divine ; 
Thy  lips  with  blessings  overflow, 
And  every  grace  is  thine. 
2  Now  make  thy  glory  known  ; 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  sword, 
And  ride  in  majesty  to  spread 
The  conquests  of  thy  word. 


90  PSALM  XLV. 

3  Strike  through  thy  stubborn  foes, 
Or  melt  their  hearts  t'  obey, 

While  justice,  meekness,  grace  and  truth. 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  O  God.  are  right ; 
Thy  throne  shall  ever  stand, 

And  thy  victorious  gospel  prove 
A  sceptre  in  thy  hand. 

5  [Thy  Father  and  thy  God 
Hath,  without  measure,  shed 

His  Spirit,  like  a  joyful  oil, 
T'  anoint  thy  sacred  head. 

6  Behold  at  thy  right  hand 
The  Gentile  church  is  seen, 

lake  a  fair  bride  in  rich  attire, 
And  princes  guard  the  queen.! 

7  Fair  bride,  receive  his  love, 
Forget  thy  father's  house  ; 

Forsake  thy  gods,  thy  idol  gods, 
And  pay  thy  Lord  thy  vows. 

8  Oh,  let  thy  God  and  King 
Thy  sweetest  thoughts  employ  ! 

Thy  children  shall  his  honors  sing 
In  palaces  of  joy. 

PSALM  45.    First  Pan.    Common  Metre. 
Tlie  personal  glories  and  government  of  Christ. 

1  T'LL  speak  the  honors  of  my  King  ; 
X  His  form  divinely  fair  ; 

None  of  the  sons  of  mortal  race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 

2  Sweet  is  thy  speech,  and  heavenly  grace 

Upon  thy  lips  is  shed  ; 
Thy  God  with  blessings  infinite 
Hath  crown'd  thy  sacred  head. 

3  Gird  on  thy  sword,  victorious  Prince  I 

Ride  with  majestic  sway  ; 
Thy  terror  shall* strike  thro'  thy  foes, 
And  make  the  world  obey. 

4  Thy  throne,  O  God,  forever  stands  ; 

Thy  word  of  grace  shall  prove 


PSALM  XLV. 

A  peaceful  sceptre  in  thy  hands, 

To  rule  thy  saints  by  love. 

A  Justice  and  truth  attend  thee  still, 

But  mercy  is  thy  choice  ; 

And  God,  thy  God,  thy  soul  shall  fill 

With  most  peculiar  joys. 

PSALM  45.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
The  glory  of  Christ,  and  pmver  of  his  gospel. 

1  T^T  O W  be  my  heart  inspir'd  to  sing 
J3(    The  glories  of  my  Saviour  king, 
Jesus  the  Lord  ;  how  heavenly  fair 
His  form  !  how  bright  his  beauties  are  I 

2  O'er  all  the  sons  of  human  race, 
He  shines  with  a  superior  grace, 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  blessings  all  his  state  compose. 

3  Dress  thee  in  arms,  most  mighty  Lord  .' 
Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  sword ; 

In  majesty  and  glory  ride, 

With  truth  and  meekness  at  thy  side. 

4  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 
Shall  pierce  the  foes  of  stubborn  heart ; 
Or  words  of  mercy  kind  and  sweet 
Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet. 

5  Thy  throne,  O  God,  forever  stands ; 
Grace  is  the  sceptre  in  thy  hands  : 
Thy  laws  and  works  are  just  and  right  ; 
Justice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 

-6  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  shed 
His  oil  of  gladness  on  thy  head  ; 
And  with  his  sacred  Spirit  blest 
His  first-born  Son  above  the  rest. 

PSALM  45.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Christ  and  his  church  ;  or,  The  mystical  marriage. 

1  fTHHE  King  of  saints  how  fair  his  face, 

.JL     Adornn  with  majesty  and  grace  i 
He  comes  with  blessings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 

2  At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold 
The  queen  array'd  in  purest  gold  : 


92  PSALM  XLVf. 

The  world  admires  her  heavenly  dress, 
Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteousness. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own  ; 
He  calls  and  seats  her  near  his  throne  : 
Fair  stranger,  let  thy  heart  forget 
The  idols  of  thy  native  state. 

4  So  shall  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee,  the  favorite  of  his  choice  ; 
Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd, 
For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  O  happy  hour  !  when  thou  shalt  rise 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  skies, 
And  all  thy  sons  (a  numerous  train) 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign. 

6  Let  endless  honors  crown  his  head  ; 
Let  every  age  his  praises  spread  ; 
While  we  with  cheerful  songs  approve 
The  condescensions  of  his  love. 

PSALM  46.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
The  church's  safety  and  triumph  among  national  des- 
olations. 

1  f^  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints 

VT  When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade : 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurfd 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  bury'd  there ; 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  "world  ; 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar  ; 
In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide, 
While  every  nation,  every  shore, 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

4  There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  6od  ; 

Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through. 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  sacred  stream,  thy  holy  word, 
Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls  : 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 


PSALM  XLVIi. 

6  Sion enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 
Secure  against  a  threatening  hoar  ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 
Built  on  his  truth  and  arm'd  with  power. 
PSALM  46.  Second  Part.  Long  Metre. 
Godjightsfor  his  church. 

1  T    ET  Sion  in  her  King  rejoice, 

I  i  Tho'  tyrants  rage  and  kingdoms  rise  : 
He  utters  his  almighty  voice, 
The  nations  melt,  the  tumult  dies. 

2  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought, 
And  Jacob's  God  is  still  our  aid : 
Behold  the  works  his  hand  hath  wrought, 
What  desolations  he  hath  made  ! 

3  From  sea  to  sea  through  all  the  shores 
He  makes  the  noise  of  battle  cease  ; 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars. 
He  awes  die  trembling  world  to  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  spear, 
Chariots  he  burns  with  heavenly  flame  : 
Keep  silence  all  the  earth,  and  hear 
The  sound  and  glory  of  his  name : 

5  "  Be  still,  and  learn  that  I  am  God  ; 
"  I'll  be  exalted  o'er  the  lands : 

u  I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
w  Eut  still  my  throne  in  Sion  stands,*' 

6  O  Lord  of  hosts,  almighty  King, 
While  we  so  near  thy  presence  dwell, 
Our  faith  shall  sit  secure,  and  sing 
Defiance  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

PSALM  47.  Common  Metre. 
Christ  ascending  and  reigning. 

1  f~\  H,  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 
\J  To  God  the  sovereign  King  ! 
Let  every  land  their  tongues  employ. 

And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2  Jesus,  our  God,  aseends  on  high  ; 

His  heavenly  guards  around 

Attend  him  rising  thro'  the  sky, 

With  trumpet's  joyful  sound. 


94  PSALM  XLVIII. 

3  While  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  strains ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honors  sing ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearse  his  praise  with  awe  profound, 

Let  knowledge  lead  the  song, 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 

5  In  Israel  stood  his  ancient  throne, 

He  lov'd  that  chosen  race  ; 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  taste  his  grace. 

6  These  western  climes  are  all  the  Lord's  ; 

Here  Abraham's  God  is  known  ; 
While  powers  and  princes,  shields  and  swords , 
Submit  before  his  tlirone. 

PSALM  48.  1—8.  First  Part.  Short  Metre, 
The  church  is  the  honor  and  safety  of  a  nation. 

1  [/"I  REAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 

\JT  And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  These  temples  of  his  grace, 
How  beautiful  they  stand ! 

The  honors  of  our  native  place, 
And  bulwarks  of  our  land.] 

3  In  Sion  God  is  known, 
A  refuge  in  distress  : 

How  bright  hath  his  salvation  shone 

Through  all  her  palaces  !  ' 

4  When  kings  against  her  join'd, 
And  saw  the  Lord  was  there, 

In  Mild  confusion  of  the  mind 
They  fled  with  hasty  fear. 

5  When  navies  tall  and  proud 
Attempt  to  spoil  our  peace. 

He  sends  his  tempest  roaring  loud 
And  sinks  them  in  the  scqs. 

6  Oft  have  our  fathers  told. 
Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 


PSALM  XLIX.  9i 

How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold, 

Where  his  own  ebeep  have  been. 
7  In  every  new  distress 

We'll  to  his  house  repair, 
We'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace 

And  seek  deliverance  there. 

PSALM  43.    10—14.    Second  Part.    Short  Metre, 

The  beauty  of  the  church  ;  or,  Gospel  xvorsfdp 

and  order. 

1  T7*  AK  as  thy  name  is  known 

JC     The  world  declares  thy  praise  ; 
Thy  saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 

2  With  joy  let  Judah  stand 
On  Sion's  chosen  hill, 

Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counsels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 
The  city  where  we  dwell, 

Compass  and  view  thy  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well ; 

4  The  orders  of  thy  house, 
The  worship  of  thy  court, 

J  he  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wise  I 
How  glorious  to  behold ! 

Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes. 

And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 
'  6  The  God,  we  worship  now, 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die, 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 

And  ours  above  the  sky. 

PSALM  49.   6—14.    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Pride  and  death  ;  or,  Tlie  vanity  of  life  and  riches. 
1  XTTHY  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 
VV     To  insolence  and  pride, 
To  see  his  wealth  and  honors  flow 
With  every  rising  tide  ? 


96  PSALM  XLIX. 

2  [Why  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  scorn, 

Made  of  the  self-same  clay  ; 
And  boast  as  though  his  flesh  were  horn 
Of  better  dust  than  they  7] 

*  Not  all  his  treasures  can  procure 
His  soul  a  short  reprieve, 
Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour, 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 

4  Life  is  a  blessing,  can't  be  sold, 

The  ransom  is  too  high  ; 
Justice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  gold. 
That  man  may  never  die.] 

5  He  sees  the  brutish  and  the  wise, 

The  timorous  and  the  brave, 
Quit  their  possessions,  close  their  eyes, 
And  hasten  to  the  grave. 

5  Yet  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 
"  My  house  shall  ever  stand  ; 
"  And  that  my  name  may  long  abide, 
"  I'll  give  it  to  my  land." 

7  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  lost  ; 
How  soon  his  memory  dies  ! 
His  name  is  written  in  the  dust, 
Where  his  own  carcase  lies. 

PAUSE. 

3  This  is  the  folly  of  their  way, 

And  yet  their  sons,  as  vain, 
Approve  the  words  their  fathers  say, 
And  act  their  works  again. 

9  Men  void  of  wisdom  and  of  grace, 
If  honor  raise  them  high, 
Live  like  the  beast,  a  thoughtless  race, 
And  like  the  beast  they  die. 

}0  [Laid  in  the  grave  like  silly  sheep, 
Death  feeds  upon  them  there, 
"Till  the  last  trumpet  breaks  their  sleep, 
In  terror  and  despair.] 


PSALM  XLIX.  P 

PSALM  49.     14,  15.     Second  Parf. 

Common  Metre. 

Death  and  the  resurrection* 

YE  sons  of  pride  that  hate  the  just, 
And  trample  on  the  poor, 
V  hen  death  has  brought  you  down  to  dust- 
Your  pomp  shall  rise  no  more. 
1  The  last  great  day  shall  change  the  scene  ; 
When  will  that  hour  appear  ? 
When  shall  the  just  revive,  and  reign 
O'er  all  that  scorn'd  them  here  ? 

3  God  will  my  naked  soul  receive, 

When  separate  from  the  flesh ; 
And  break  the  prison  of  the  grave. 
To  raise  my  bones  afresh. 

4  Heaven  is  my  everlasting  home  ; 

l"h'  inheritance  is  sure ; 
Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  resume,. 
But  I'll  rejrine  no  more. 

PSALM  49.    Long  Metre. 
The  rich  turner's  dmtJt,  and  the  srdnfs  resurrecttor 

1  TITHY  do  the  proud  insult  the  poor, 

\  V     And  boast  the  large  estates  they  have  ? 
How  vain  are  riches  to  secure 
Their  haughty  owners  from  the  grave ! 

2  They  can't  redeem  one  hour  from  death 
With  all  the  wealth  in  which  they  trust ; 
Nor  give  a  dying  brother  breath, 
When  God  commands  him  down  to  dust. 

3  There  the  dark  earth  and  dismal  shade 
Shall  clasp  their  naked  bodies  round  ; 
That  flesh,  so  delicately  fed, 

Lies  cold,  and  moulders  in  the  ground. 

4  Like  thoughtless  sheep  the  sinner  dies, 
Laid  in  the  grave  for  worms  to  eat : 
The  saints  shall  in  the  morning  rise, 
And  find  tli'  oppressor  at  their  feet. 

5  His  honors  perish  in  the  dust, 

\w\  pomp  and  beautv.  birth  and  blood : 
G 


9S  PSALM  L: 

That  glorious  day  exalts  the  just . 
To  full  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 
6  My  Saviour  shall  my  life  restore, 
And  raise  me  from  my  dark  ahode  : 
My  flesh  and  soul  shall  part  no  more, 
But  dwell  forever  near  my  God. 

PSALM  50.    1— 6i    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 
T/ie  last  judgment ;  or,  T/ie  saints  rewurded. 

1  rry  HE  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 

JL     Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh, 
The  nations  near  the  rising  sun, 
And  near  the  western  sky. 

2  No  more  shall  bold  blasphemers  say, 

"Judgment  will  ne'er  begin  ;" 
No  more  abuse  his  long  delay 
To  impudence  and  sin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  shall  come, 

Bright  flames  prepare  liis  way  ; 
Thunder  and  darkness,  fire  and  storm, 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Heaven  from  above  his  call  shall  hear  ; 

Attending  angels  come  ;     ' 
And  earth  and  hell  shall  know  and  fear 
His  justice  and  their  doom. 

5  "  But  gather  all  my  saint?,"  he  cries, 

"  That  made  their  peace  with  God 
"By  the  Redeemer's  sacrifice, 
"  And  seal'd  it  with  his  blood. 

6  "  Their  faith  and  works,  brought  forth  to  light, 

"  Shall  make  the  world  confess 

u  My  sentence  of  reward  is  right, 

"And  heaven  adore  my  grace." 

PSALM  50.    Ver.  10, 11, 14, 15,  23.    Second  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
Obedience  is  better  tluin  sacrifice. 
1  ^TiHUS  saith  the  Lord,  "  The  spacious  fields. 
JL     "  And  flocks  and  herds  are  mine ; 
a  O'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills 
*'  I  claim  a  right  divine. 


PSALM  L. 

2  •'  1  ask  no  sheep  for  sacrifice, 

••  Nor  bullocks  burnt  \>ith  lire  ; 
"  Jo  hope  and  love,  to  pray  aud  praise, 
"  Is  all  that  1  require. 
>  "Call  upon  me  when  trouble's  near, 
u  My  hand  shall  set  thee  free  ; 
n  Then  shall  thy  thankful  lips  declare 
"  The  honor  due  to  me. 
4  u  The  man  that  offers  humble  praise, 
"  He  glorifies  me  best ; 
And  those,  that  tread  my  holy  ways 
"  Shall  my  salvation  taste." 

PSALM  50.    1,  5,  8,  16, 21,  22.    Third  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

Tlte  judgment  (f  Hypocrites. 

1  "VI 7" HEN  Christ  to  judgment  shall  descend, 

V  V      And  saints  surround  their  Lord, 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  word. 

2  "  Not  for  the  want  of  bullocks  slain 

"  Will  I  the  world  reprove : 
"  Altars,  and  rites?  and  forms,  are  vain 
"  Without  the  fare  of  love. 

3  "  And  what  have  hypocrites  to  dc*, 

"  To  bring  their  sacrifice  ? 
"  They  call  my  statutes  just  and  truef 
"  But  deal  in  theft  and  lies. 

4  "  Could  you  expect  to  'scape  my  sight, 

u  And  sin  without  control  ? 
a  But  I  shall  bring  your  crimes  to  light 
"  With  anguish  in*  your  soul." 

5  Consider,  ye  that  slight  the  Lord, 

Before  liis  wrath  appear  ; 
If  once  you  fall  beneath  his  sword 
There's  no  deliverer  there. 

PSALM  50.    Long  Metre. 
Hypocrisy  exposed. 
HE  Lord,  the  Judge,  Ms  churches  warn? 
Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear. 


T 


100  PSALM  ].. 

Who  place  their  hope  in  rites  and  1 
But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  care 

2  Vile  wrretehes  dare  rehearse  his  name  * 
With  lips  of  falsehood  and  deceit; 

A  friend  or  brother  they  defame. 
And  sooth  and  flatter  those  they  hate. 

3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbours  wrong 
Yet  dare  to  geek  their  Maker's  face ; 
They  take  his  covenant  on  their  tongue. 
But  break  his  laws,  abuse  liis  grace. 

4  To  Heaven  they  lift  their  hands  andean, 
Defil'd  with  lust,  defil'd  with  blood  ; 

By  night  they  practise  every  sin, 

By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God. 

5  And  while  his  judgments  long  delay. 
They  grow  secure,  and  sin  the  more  ; 
They  think  he  sleeps  as  wtll  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour." 

6  O  dreadful  hour,  when  God  draws  "near. 
And  sets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes  '. 
His  wrath  their  guilty  souls  shall  tear, 
And  no  deliverer  date  to  rise. 

PSALM  50.     To  a  new  Tune. 
The  last  judgment. 

1  rpHE  Lord  the  sovereign  sends  his  summon-. 

JL  forth, 

Calls  the  south  nations,  and  awakes  the  north  : 
From  east  to  west  the  sounding  orders  spread 
Through  distant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead  , 
No  more  shall  Atheists  mock  his  long  delay  ; 
His  vengeance  sleeps  no  more  :  Behold  the  day  .' 

2  Behold  the  Judge  descends  ;  his  guards  are  nigh  : 
Tempest  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  sky  ; 
Heaven,  Earth,  and  Hell  draw  near ;  let  all  things 

come, 
To  hear  his  justice  and  the  sinner's  doom  ; 
"  But  gather  first  my  saints,  the  Judge  commands, 
Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  distant  lands. 
2  a  Ethold  my  covenant  stands  forever  good, 
Scald  by  th'  eternal  Sacrifice  in  blood, 


I'SALM  L.  101 

Lndsign'd  with  all  their  names  ;  the  Greek,  €ie 

Jew  ; 
That  paid  the  ancient  worship  or  the  new^ 

There's  no  distinction  here  ;    some  spread  their 

thrones, 
And  wear  me  si  at  my  fav'rites  and  my  sons. 
••  1  their  Almighty  Sariour  and  their  God, 
I  at  i  their  Judge  :  Ye  heavens  proclaim  abroad 
My  just,  eternal  sentence,  and  declare 
Those  awful  truths  that  sinners  dread  to  hear ; 
Sinners  hi  Zion,  tremble  and  retire  ; 
I  doom  thee,  painted  hypocrite,  to  fire. 

5  ••  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  slain 
Do  I  condemn  thee  ;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain 
Without  die  flames  of  low  ;  in  vain  the  store 
Of  brutal  offerings  that  were  mine  before  ; 
Mine  are  the  tamer  beasts  and  savage  breed, 
Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,  and  forests  where  they 
feed. 

G  "  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  ask  thee  foot!  ? 
When  did  I  thirst  or  drink  thy  bullocks'  blood  ? 
Can  I  be  natter 'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
Thy  solemn  ehatterings,  and  fantastic  vows  ? 
Are  my  eyes  eharm'd  thy  vestments  to  behold, 
Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  ? 

7  "  Unthinking  wretch  !    how  couldst  thou  hope  to 

please 
A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  such  toys  as  these  ? 
While,  with  "my  grace  and  statutes  on  thy  tongue, 
Thou  lov'st  deceit,  and  dost  thy  brother  wrong  I 
In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends  ; 
Thieves  and  adulterers  are  thy  chosen  friends. 

8  "  Silent  I  w  r.ited  with  long  suffering  love  ;  _ 
Rut  didst  thou  hope  that  I  should  ne'er  reprove  ? 
And  cherish  such  r.n  impious  thought  within, 
That  God  the  righteous  would  indulge  thy  sin  ? 
Behold  my  tenors  now  ;  my  thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  soul. 

•  Sinners,  awake  betimes ;  ye  fcob.  be  wise  ; 
A  .-  ake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rise ; 


102  PSALM  L. 

Change  your  vain  thoughts,  your  crooked  works 

amend ; 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend  ; 
Lest  like  a  lion  his  last  vengeance  tear 
Your  tremhling  souls,  and  no  deliverer  near. 

PSALM  50.    To  the  old  proper  tune. 
The  last  judgment. 

1  rri  HE  God  of  glory  sends  his  summons  forth* 

1_   Calls  the  south  nations,  and  awakes  the  north ; 
Prom  east  to  west  the  sovereign  orders  spread, 
Through  distant  worlds  and  reckons  of  the  dead. 
The  trumpet  sounds  ;  hell  trembles ;  heaven  rejoices ; 
Lift  tip  your  heads,  yc  saints,  with  cheerful  voices. 

2  No  more  shall  Atheists  mock  liis  long  delay  ; 
His  vengeance  sleeps  no  more  :  behold  the  day  : 
Behold  the  Judge  descends :  his  guards  are  nigh  : 

'    Tempest  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  sky. 
When  God  appears,  all  nature  shall  adore  him  ; 
While  sinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  bef/re  him, 

3  '<  Heaven,  earth,  and  he  11,  draw  near ;  let  all  things 

come, 
To  hear  my  justice  and  the  sinners  doom  ; 
Hut  gather  first  my  saints :  (the  Judge  commands) 
Brin^  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  distant  lands." 
When  Christ  returns  make  every  cheerful  passion  ; 
A  nd  shout,  ye  saints,  he  comes  for  your  salvation. 

4  "  Behold  my  covenant  starris  forever  {rood, 
Seal'd  by  th'  Eternal  sacrifice  in  blood, 

And  signVl  with  all  their  names  ;  the  Greek,  the 

Jew, 
That  paid  the  ancient  worship  or  the  new." 
There's  no  distinction  here  :  join  all  your  voices. 
And  raise  your  heads,  ye  saints,  fir  heaven  rejoices. 

5  "Here  (saith  the  Lord)  ye  angels,  spread  their 

thrones, 
And  near  me  seat  my  favorites  and  my  sons. 
Come,  my  redeem'd,  possess  the  joys  prepar'd 
'Ere  time  began,  'tis  your  divine  reward." 
TPlien  Christ  returns,  toake  every  cheerful  passion  ; 
Andshout  yc  saints,  He  comes  for  your  salvation. 


Psalm  l.  10.3 

PAUSE  the  First. 

6  "  I  am  tl»e  Saviour,  I  th'  Almighty  God, 

I  am  the  Judge.    Ye  heavens  proclaim  abroad 
My  just  eternal  sentence,  and  declare 
Those  awful  truths,  that  sinners  dread  to  hear." 
When  God  appears,  all  nature  shall  adore  him, 
White  .tinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him. 

7  "  Stand  forth,  thou  bold  blasphemer,  and  profane, 
Now  feel  my  wrath  nor  call  my  threatnings  vain  ; 
Thou  hypocrite,  once  drestin  saints'  attire, 

I  doom  thee, painted  hypocrite,  to  fire." 
Judgment  proceeds  ;  hell  trembles  ;  heaven  rejoices  ; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  saints,  7vith  cheerj'ul  voices. 
•S  "  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  slain 
Do  I  condemn  thee  ;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain 
Without  the  Haines  of  love  ;  in  vain  the  store 
Of  brutal  offerings  that  were  mine  before." 
Earth  is  the  Lord's  :  all  nature  shall  adore  him, 
While  sinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him. 

9  "  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  ask  thee  food  ? 
When  did  I  thirst,  or  drink  thy  bullocks'  blood  ? 
Mine  are  tlie  tamer  beasts,  and  savage  breed, 
Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,  and  forests  where  they 

feed." 
All  is  the  Lord's  :  he  rules  the  -vide  creation  ; 
Gives  sinners  vengeance,  and  the  saints  salvation 

10  Can  I  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
Thy  solemn  chatterings  and  fantastic  vows  ? 
Are  my  eyes  charm'd  thy  vestments  to  behold, 
Glaring  in  gems  and  gay  in  woven  gold  ?" 
God  is  the  judge  of  liearts,  no  fair  disguises 
Can  screen  the  guilty  irlien  Ms  vengeance  rises. 

PAUSE  the  Second. 

11  "  Unthinking  wretch  !  how  couldst  thou  hope 

to  please 
A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  such  toys  as  these  ? 
While  with  my  grace  and  statutes  on  thy  tongue. 
Thou  lov'st  deceit,  and  dost  thy  brother  wrong  V 
Judgment  frroceeds  ;  hell  trembles  ;  heaven  rejoices  ; 
I.ft  tip  your  heads,  ye  saints,  -with  cheerful  voues. 


104  PSALM  LI. 

12  "  In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends, 
Thieves  and  adulterers  are  thy  chosen  friends  , 
While  the  false  flatterer  at  my  altar  waits. 

His  harden'd  soul  divine  instruction  hates." 
God  is  the  judge  <f  hearts  ;  no  fair  disguises 
Can  screen  the  guilty  ivlicn  his  vengeance  rises. 

13  "  Silent  I  waited  with  lone;  suffering  love  ; 
But  didst  thou  hope  that  I  should  ne'r  reprove  ? 
And  cherish  such  an  impious  thought  within, 
That  the  All-holy  would  indulge  thy  sin  r" 
See,  God  appears  ;  all  nature  joins  t7  adore  him  ; 
Judgment  proceeds,  and  sinners  fall  before  him, 

14  "  Behold  my  terrors  now  ;  my  thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  soul ; 
Now  like  a  lion  shall  my  vengeance  tear 
Thy  bleeding  heart,  and  no  deliverer  near." 
Judgment  concludes ;  hell  trembles ;  heavenrcjoices ; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  scants,  with  cheerful  voices. 

EPIPHONEMA. 

15  Sinners,  awake  betimes  ;  ye  fools,  be  \\i%e  ! 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rise  ; 
Change  j^our  vain  thoughts,  your  crooked  works 

amend, 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend  : 
Then  join  the  saints  ;  n-ake  every  cheerful  passion : 
When  Christ  returns,  he  comes  for  your  salvation. 

PSALM  51.     First  Part,    Long  Metre. 
A  penitent  pleading  for  pardon. 

1  C<  HEW  pity,  Lord  ;  O  Lord,*forgive  ; 

J^  Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 

May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 
*■!  My  crimes  are  gr -at,  but  don't  surpass 

The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  : 

Great  God,  thy  nature  hath' no  bound  ; 

So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 
3  Oh.  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean 

Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 

And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 


PSALM  LI. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess 
Against  &y  law,  against  thy  grace  ; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemnd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  veangeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just,  in  death  ; 

And  it"  my  sold  were  sent  to  hell, 
Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 
c>  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  swett  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

PSALM  51.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Original  and  actual  sin  confessed. 

1  T    ORD,  I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  sin, 
JLi  And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ; 
Sprung  from  the  man,  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  his  race,  and  taints  us  all, 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death  : 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart ; 
But  we're  denl'd  in  every  part. 

3  [Great  God,  create  my  heart  anew, 
And  form  my  spirit  pure  and  true ; 
Oh,  make  me  wise  betimes  to  see 
My  danger  and  my  remedy  !] 

4  Behold  I  fall  before  thy  face ; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace  : 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean  ; 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 

5  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 
Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest. 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 

6  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Ilaih  power  sufficient  to  atone  ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow  ; 
No  Jewish  types  could  cleanse  me  so. 

7  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace. 
Nor  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease  ; 


106  PSALM  LI. 

Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pardoning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  bones  rejoice. 

FSALM  51.    Third  Pan.    Long  Metre. 

The  Backslider  restored;  or,  Repentance  and  Faith  in 

in  tlie  Blood  of  Cluist. 

1  /^V  THOU,  that  hears't  \Uien  sinners  cry, 
\_J  Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 

But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin  ; 
Let  thy  good  spirit  ne'er  depart. 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banish'd  from  thy  sight  ; 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me,  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  still  afford  : 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring  : 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

6  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust. 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just  ; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemn'd  to  die. 

7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways  ; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sovereign  grace ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pardoning  God. 

8  Oh,  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue  ! 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song  ; 
And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 


rSALM  LL  107 

PSALM  51.    1—13.    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Original  and  actual  sin  confessed  and  pardoned. 

1  T   ORD,  I  would  spread  my  sore  distress 
\^i   And  guilt  before  thine  eyes  ; 
Against  thy  laws,  against  thy  grace, 

How  high  my  crimes  arise  ! 

2  Should'st  thou  condemn  my  soul  to  hell, 

And  crush  my  flesh  to  dust, 
Heaven  would  approve  thy  vengeance  welL, 
And  earth  must  own  it  just. 

3  I  from  the  stock  of  Adam  came, 

Unholy  and  unclean  ; 

All  my  original  is  shame, 

And  all  my  nature  sin. 

4  Rom  in  a  world  of  guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion  uith  my  breath  ; 
And  as  my  days  advane'd,  I  grew 
A  justti-  prey  for  death. 

5  Cleanse  me,  O  Lord,  and  cheer  my  soul;. 

"With  thy  forgiving  love  ; 
Oh.  make  my  broken  spirit  whole, 
And  bid  my  pains  remove  ! 

6  Let  not  thy  Spirit  quite  depart, 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face  ; 
Create  anew  my  vicious  heart, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  grace. 

7  Th^n  will  I  make  thy  mercy  known 

Hefore  the  sons  of  men  ; 
Backsliders  shall  address  thy  throne, 
And  turn  to  God  again. 
PSALM  51.    14—17.    Second  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Repentance  and  faith  in  the  blood  of  Christ. 

1  /~\  GOD  of  mercy  hear  my  call, 
YJ  My  load  of  guilt  remove ; 
Creak  down  this  separating  wall, 

That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 

2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace  ; 

Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  spenk  aloud  thy  righteousness, 
And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 


108  PSALM  Lli. 

3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  slain, 

For  sia  could  e'er  atone  ; 
The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 
Sufficient  and  aloni . 

4  A  soul,opprcst  with  sin's  desert, 

My  God  will  ne'er  despise  : 
A  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 
Is  our  best  sacrifice. 

PSALM  52.    Long  Metre. 

The  pride,  folly,  and  miserable  end  of  the  wicked*. 

especially  of  Infidels. 

1  XT  THY  do  the  wicked  boast  of  sin, 

V V     And  steel  their  hearts  against  the  Lord  ? 
His  goodness  shall  forever  shine  ; 
Forever  stand  lus  holy  word. 

2  Their  thoughts  all  subtleties  devise  ; 
Their  tongues  are  edg'd  like  razors  kern  . 
Their  fairest  tales  are  flattering  lies, 

By  youth  and  innocence  unseen. 

3  Their  hearts  delight  in  guile  and  wrong, 
In  truth  perplex'q,  and  souls  o'erthrown  ; 
Hence  scorn  and  falsehood  rule  their  tongue. 
And  hence  their  feet  to  mischief  run. 

4  [Thy  law  and  gospel  they  despise, 

V ain  of  their  taunts,  of  madness  proud  ; 
Too  rich  thy  grace  to  seek,  or  prize, 
To  bow  too'lofty,  even  to  God. 

5  "  From  ancient  days"  with  scoffs  they  cry. 
"  All  things  their  stedfast  course  maintain  ; 
"  We  see  no  God  in  earth  or  sky, 

u  And  find  his  boasted  promise  vain.-'*] 

6  Like  raging  fire  thy  wrath  shall  burn  ; 
Tfhy  besom  sweep  them  to  the  grave  ; 
Their  branch,  their  root,  thy  hand  o'erturn, 
And  not  a  friend  be  found  to  save. 

7  Their  end  the  righteous  shall  behold, 
And  say  with  an  indignant  smile, 

"  These  are  the  worshippers  of  gold, 
"  The  sons  of  violence  and  guile. 

*2  Pet.  He.  4.         t-Sae  Bishop  Heme's  Comment. 


PSALM  LIU. 

8  "  They  plac'd  their  hopes  in  glittering dust, 
'•  Chain'd  to  the  earth,  ami  glu'd  to  sin  ; 

"  But  seurn'd  to  make  the  Lord  their  trust, 
"  Nob  form VI  a  wish  for  life  divine." 

9  [Down  to  the  grave  the  wretches  go, 
By  worms  consum'd,  to  ruin  driven  : 
Their  spirits  haste  to  endless  woe, 
And  find  no  entrance  into  heaven. 

10  Then  shall  their  joys  revive  no  more 
Like  dreams  di«olv'd  in  fleeting  air  : 
Their  (latteries,  and  their  boasts,  be  o'er. 
And  hopes  all  vanish  in  despair.] 

11  But  in  thy  courts  will  I  be  seen, 
Growing  in  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
Like  olives  fair,  and  fresh,  and  green, 
And  ripening  for  the  world  above. 

12.   There  will  I  learn  thy  glory,  Lord, 
And  songs  for  all  thy  goodness  raise  ; 
There  will  I  wait  to  hear  thy  word, 
While  listening  saints  approve  the  praise. 

PSALM  53.    4—6.    Common  Metre. 
Victory  and  deliverance  from  persecution. 

1  \  RE  all  the  foes  of  Siou  fools, 
j\.  Who  thus  devour  her  saints  ? 
Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 

And  pities  her  complaints  ? 

2  They  shall  be  seiz'd  with  sad  surprise  ; 

For  God's  avenging  arm 
Scatters  the  bones  of  litem  that  rise 
To  do  his  children  harm. 

3  In  Vain  the  sons  of  Satan  boast 

Of  armies. in  array  ; 
When  God  has-nrst  dispers'd  their  host, 
They  fall  an  easy  prey. 

4  Oh,  for  a  word  from  Sion's  King, 

Her  captives  to  restore  ! 
Jacob  with  all  his  tribes  shall  sing, 
And  Judah  weep  no  more. 


110  PSALM  LIII. 

PSALM  53.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  new  SOtJu 

The  last  verse  paraphrased  together  with  several 

passages  from  Isaiah,  Malachi  and  St.  Paul. 

Prayer  for  lite  latter-day  Glory. 

!   T   ORD  of  all  worlds,  incline  thy  bounteous  ear  , 
J_J    Ihy  children's  voice  with  tender  mercy  hear; 
Bear  thy  blest  promise,  lix'd  as  hills,  in  mind, 
And  shed  renewing  grace  on  lost  mankind  ; 
Oh,  let  thy  Spirit  like  soft  dews  descend  ; 
Thy  gospel  run  to  earth's  remotest  end  I 

2  Let  Zion's  walls  before  thee  ceaseless  stand, 
Dear  as  thine  eye,  and  graven  on  thy  hand  ; 
From  earth's  far  regions  Jacob's  sons  restore, 
Oppress'd  by  man  and  scourg'd  by  thee  no  more, 
Enrich'd  with  gold,  adorn'd  ?t  itli  heavenly  grace, 
Truth  their  sole  guide,  and  all  their  pleasure  praise, 

3  Then  Satan's  kingdom  shall  from  earth  retire, 
Dead  forms  dissolve,  and  furious  zeal  expire  ; 
The  beast's  fell  throne  shall  darkness  dire  surround ; 
Mohammed's  empire  crumble  to  the  ground  ; 
The  dreams  of  Infidels  in  smoke  decay, 

And  all  the  foes  of  heaven  shall  Meet  away 
1  In  barren  wilds  shall  living  waters  spring  ; 
Fair  temples  rise,  and  songs  of  transport  ring  ; 
The  savage  mind  with  sweet  affections  warm, 
And  light,  and  love,  the  yielding  bosom  charm  ; 
From  sin's  oblivious  sleep  the  soul  arise, 
And  grace, and  goodness,  shower  from  balmy  skies, 

5  Then  shall  mankind  no  more  in  darkness  mourn  ; 
Then  happy  nations  in  a  day  be  born ; 

From  east  to  west  thy  glorious  name  l>e  one, 
And  one  pure  worship  hail  th'  eternal  Son  ; 
Remotest  realms  one  spotless  faith  unite, 
And  o'er  all  regions  beam  the  Gospel's  light. 

6  Then  shall  thy  saints  exult  with  joy  divine  ; 
Their  virtues  quicken,  and  their  lives  refine  ; 
Their  souls  improve ;  their  songs  more  grateful  rise 
And  sweeter  incense  cheer  tht  morning  skies ; 


PSALM  LY.  1 

Heavea  o'er  the  world  unfold  a  brighter  day, 
And  Jesua  spread  his  reign  from  sea  to  sta. 
PSALM  54.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  122< ". 
Prayer  fur  deliverance  from  enemies. 

1  "\/T  Y  God,  preserve  my  soul ; 
J\_|.  Oh,  make  my  spirit  whole  ! 

To  save  me  let  thy  strength  appear  ; 
Strangers  my  steps  surround  ; 
Their  pride  and  rage  confound, 

And  bring  thy  great  salvation  near. 

2  Those  that  against  me  rise 
Are  aliens  from  the  skies  ; 

The)  hate  thy  church  and  kingdom,  Lorfl 
They  mock  thy  fearful  name ; 
They  glory  in  their  shame, 

Nor  heed  the  wonders  of  thy  word. 

3  But,  O  thou  King  divine, 
My  chosen  friends  are  thine  ; 

The  men  that  still  my  soul  sustain  ; 
Wilt  thou  my  foes  subdue, 
And  form  their  hearts  anew,     , 

And  snatch  them  from  eternal  pain. 

4  Escap'd  from  every  woe, 
Oh,  grant  me,  here  below, 

To  praise  thy  name,  with  those  I  love ; 
And,  when  beyond  the  skies 
Our  souls  unbodied  rise, 

Unite  us  in  the  realms  above. 

PSALM  55.    1—8,  1<5,  17, 18,  22.    Common  Metr. 
Support  for  the  afflkted  and  tempted  soul. 

1  /~\  GOD,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries, 
\J  Behold  my  flowing  tears  ; 

For  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  devise, 
And  triumph  in  my  fears. 

2  Their  rage  is  h  vell'd  at  my  life, 

My  soul  with  giult  they  load, 
And  fill  my  thoughts  with  inward  strife, 
To  shake  my  hope  in  God, 

3  With  inward  pain  my  heart-strings  sound, 

I  groan  with  every  breath  ; 


112  PSALM  LV. 

Horror  and  fear  beset  me  round ; 
Among  the  shades  of  death. 

4  Oh,  were  I  like  a  feather'd  dove, 

Soon  would  I  stretch  my  wings, 
And  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 
Froui  all  these  restless  things. 

5  Let  me  to  some  wild  desert  go, 

And  find  a  peaceful  home, 
Where  storms  of  malice  never  blow. 
Temptations  never  come. 

6  Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all, 

To  'scape  the  rage  of  hell ! 
The  mighty  God  on  whom  I  call, 
Can  save  me  here  as  well. 
PAUSE. 

7  By  morning  light  I'll  seek  his  face^ 

At  noon  repeat  my  cry, 
The  night  shall  hear  me  ask  his  grace. 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 

8  God  shall  preserve  my  soul  from  fear. 

Or  shield  me  vhen  afraid  ; 
Ten  thousand  angels  must  appear, 
If  he  command  their  aid. 

9  I  cast  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  sustains  them  all  ; 
My  courage  rests  upon  his  word, 
That  saints  shall  never  fall. 
K>  My  highest  hopes  shall  not  be  vain ; 
My  lips  shall  spread  his  praise ; 
While  cruel  and  deceitful  men 
Scarce  live  out  half  their  days. 
PSALM  55.    15,  16, 17, 19,  22.    Short  Metre. 
Dangerous  prosperity;  or,  Daily  devotions  encouraged, 
1  X   ET  sinners  take  their  course, 
J_J  And  choose  the  road  to  death ; 
But  in  the  worsliip  of  my  God 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 
2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 
When  morning  brings  the  light ; 


PSALM  LVI.  113 

1  seek  his  blessing  every  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 

0  my  eternal  God  ! 

While  sinners  perish  in  surprise, 
Beneath  tliine  angry  rod. 

4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 

And  no  sad  changes  feel, 
They  neither  fear  nor  trust  thy  name. 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

5  But  I,  with  all  my  cares, 

Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
I'll  cast  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

6  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 

The  children  of  his  love  ; 
The  ground  on  which  their  safety  stands, 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 

PSALM  56.    Common  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  oppression  and  falsehood ;  or,  GurTs 

care  of  his  people,  in  ansiver  to  faith  and  prayer. 

1  f\  THOU,  whose  justice  reigns  on  high, 
\J  And  makes  th'  oppressor  cease, 
Behold  how  envious  sinners  try 

To  vex  and  break  my  peace. 

2  The  sons  of  violence  and  lies 

Join  to  devour  me,  Lord  ; 
But  as  my  hourly  dangers  rise 
My  refuge  is  thy  word. 

3  In  God,  most  holy,  just  and  true, 

1  have  repos'd  my  trust ; 

Nor  will  I  fear  what  flesh  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dust. 

4  They  wrest  my  words  to  mischief  still, 

Charge  me  with  unknown  faults  ; 
Mischief  doth  all  their  counsels  fill, 
And  malice  all  their  thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  escape  without  thy  frown  ? 

Must  their  devices  stand  ? 
H 


114  PSALM  LVII. 

Oh,  cast  the  haughty  sinner  down. 
And  let  him  know  thy  hand. 
PAUSE. 

6  God  counts  the  sorrows  of  his  saints, 

Their  groans  affect  his  ears  ; 
Thou  hast  a  book  for  my  complaints. 
A  bottle  for  my  tears. 

7  When  to  thy  throne  I  raise  my  cry, 

The  wicked  fear  and  flee  ; 
So  swift  is  prayer  to  reach  the  sky, 
So  near  is  God  to  me. 
3  In  thee  most  holy,  just,  and  true, 
I  have  report)  my  trust  ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dust. 
9  Thy  solemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 
Thou  shalt  receive  my  praise  ; 
I'll  sing, "  How  faithful' is  thy  word, 
"  How  righteous  all  thy  ways !" 
iO  Thou  hast  secur'd  my  soul  from  death. 
Oh,  set  thy  prisoner  free  I 
That  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath. 
May  be  employed  for  thee. 

PSALM  57.    Long  Metre. 
Praise  for  prefect  ion,  grate  and  truth. 
I  TlfY  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 
J. y  J.  Of  boundless  love  and  grace  unknown . 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  wings, 
Till  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown. 
Z  Up  to  the  heavens  I  send  my  cry. 
The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform  ; 
He  sends  his  angels  from  the  sky, 
And  saves  me  from  the  threatning  storm. 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  Omy  God! 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell  ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad  ; 
Let  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

4  My  heart  is  fix'd :  my  song  shall  raise 
Immortal  honors  to  thy  name  ; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise, 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 


PSALM  LVIII  115 

5  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 
And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky  ; 

His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 

6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God  ] 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad ' 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 
PSALM  58.    Proper  Metre.    AsthellUh  Fsatm. 
Warning  to  Magistrates. 

1  T  UDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws, 
J    Will  ye  despise  the  righteous  cause, 

When  the  oppress'd  before  you  stands  ? 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
And  ltt  rich  sinners  'scape  secure, 

While  gold  and  greatness  bribe  your  hands  ? 

2  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  known, 
God  is  your  Judge,  and  he  alone  ? 

High  in  the  heavens  his  justice  reigns* 
Yet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
And  send  your  bold  decrees  abroad, 

To  bind  the  conscience  in  your  chains. 

3  A  poison'd  arrow  is  your  tongue, 
The  arrow  sharp,  the  poison  strong, 

And  death  attends  where'er  it  wounds ; 
You  hear  no  counsels,  cries,  or  tears  ; 
So  the  deaf  adder  stops  her  ears 

Against  the  power  of  charming  sounds. 
1  Break  out  their  teeth,  Eternal  God  ! 
Those  teeth  of  lions  dy'd  in  blood  ; 

And  crush  the  serpents  in  the  dust ; 
As  empty  chaff,  when  whirlwinds  rise, 
Before  the  sweeping  tempest  flies, 

So  let  their  hopes  and  names  be  lost. 

5  TIT  Almighty  thunders  from  the  sky, 
Their  grandeur  melts,  their  titles  die, 

As  hills  of  snow7  dissolve  and  run, 
Or  snails  that  perish  in  their  slime, 
Or  biiths  that  come  before  their  time, 

Vain  births,  that  never  see  the  sun. 

6  Tims  shall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  joy  to  saints  afford  ; 


116  PSALM  LIX. 

And  all  that  hear  shall  join  and  say, 
"  Sure  there'  a  God  that  rules  on  higli, 
"  A  God  that  hears  his  children  cry, 

"  And  will  their  sufferings  well  "repay." 

PSALM  59.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  I22rf. 

Together  with  some  passages  of  the  58th  omitted 

by  Doctor  Watts. 

Complaints  again.it  Unbelievers. 

1  /^H,  save  thy  servants,  Lord  I 
\J  Fulfil  thy  gracious  word, 

For  evil  men  against  us  rise ; 
Causeless  our  souls  they  hate ; 
Against  our  lives  they  wait, 

And  aim  their  malice'  at  the  skies. 

2  In  sin  their  hearts  delight ; 
In  sin  their  hands  unite  ; 

Estrang'd  and  evil,  from  the  womb  ; 
With  lies  their  tongues  begin ; 
They  grow  in  every  sin, 

'Till  down  they  hasten  to  the  tomb. 
C<  Deaf  to  that  charming  voice, 
That  bids  the  world  rejoice, 

The  Gospel  sound  of  pardoning  love. 
The  calls  of  gentle  peace, 
The  hopes  of  life,  and  bliss,  ^ 

And  glory,  in  the  world  above.  ™ 

4  Blind  to  those  truths  divine, 
That,  fair  and  lovely,  shine, 

And  teach  the  Godhead  there  alone ; 
Tidings  of  peace  refin'd, 
And  joy  to  all  mankind. 

And  mercy  to  a  world  undone. 

5  They  hate  thy  glory',  Lord, 
They  mock  thy  holy  word  ; 

The  snares  of  death  their  hands  employ  ; 
With  flattery  and  deceit, 
For  souk  they  lie  in  wait, 

And  ht-lp  the  fowler  to  destroy. 


PSALM  LIX. 

PSALM  59.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  \22d. 

Second  Pari. 

Miserable  end  if  the  wicked. 

WHF.X  God  in  wrath  shall  rise, 
T'  avenge  deceit  and  lies, 
What  anguish  shall  the  wicked  tear  ! 
The  men  that  slight  thy  name, 
That  boast  of  sin  and  shame, 

Anil  proudly  cry, "  What  God  shall  hear  ;" 

2  Thou  hearst,  omniscient  Lord, 
Each  curse,  and  idle  word, 

And  all  the  scoffs  of  lips  profane; 
And  when  the  night  of  death 
Shall  stop  their  impious  breath, 

Their  souls  shall  seek  for  peace  in  vaifl. 

3  Then  shall  tlie  Judge  deride 
Their  malice,  and  their  pride, 

And  crush  them  with  an  iron  rod  ; 
In  vain  shall  fall  their  tears ; 
In  vain  ascend  their  prayers ; 

And  they  shall  know  the  ruling  Gotl. 

4  Just  as  th'  untimely  birth 
Returns  to  mouldering  earth, 

Or  streams  in  summer  pass  away. 
So  all  their  dreams  of  peace, 
And  promises  of  bliss, 

Shall  vanish  in  that  dreadful  day. 

5  Oh,  how  will  sinners  need 
An  Advocate  to  plead, 

Accepted  at  thine  awful  throne  ! 
How  in  that  solemn  hour, 
Will  faith's  transcendent  power 

Outweigh  all  things  beneath  the  sun  ! 

6  Yet  save  their  souls,  O  Lord  ; 
Subdue  them  by  thy  word, 

Though  all  their  powers  oppose  thy  reign  ; 
As  scattered  foes  submit, 
Bow  them  beneath  thy  feet, 

Nor  let  them  road  thy  wrath  in  vain. 


U8  PSALM  LXI. 

PSALM  GO.    1—5,  10—12.    Common  Metre. 
On  a  day  of  humiliation  fur  disappointments  ill  taa: 
T  X   ORD,  hast  thou  cast  the  nation  ofl' ? 

JLi  Must  we  forever  inourn  ? 
Wilt  thou  indulge  immortal  wrath  ? 
Shall  mercy  ne'er  Return  ? 

2  The  terror  of  one  frown  of  tliinp. 

Melts  all  our  strength  away  ; 
Like  nun  that  totter,  drunk  with  wine, 
We  tremble  in  dismay. 

3  Thy  people  shake  beneath  thy  stroke, 

And  dread  thy  threatuing  hand  ; 
Ob,  heal  the  nation  thou  hast  broke  ! 
Confirm  the  wavering  land. 

4  Lift  up  a  banner  in  the  field. 

For  those  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
Save  thy  beloved  with  thy  shield, 
And  put  our  foes  to  shame. 

5  Go  with  our  armies  to  the  fight, 

Like  a  confederate  God  ; 
In  vain  confederate  powers  unite 
Against  thy  lifted  rod. 

6  Our  troops  shall  gain  a  wide  renown, 

By  thine  assisting  hand  ; 
Tis  God  that  treads  the  mighty  down 
And  makes  the  feeble  stand. 

PSALM  61.  1—6.  Short  Metre. 
Safety  in  God. 

1  "SITHEN  overwhelm^  with  grief, 

VV     My  heart  within  me  dies, 
Helpless  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  Oh,  lead  me  to  the  Rock 
That's  high  abo\  e  mv  head  ; 

And  make  the  covert  of  wf  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 
For  ever  I'll  abide  ; 

Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  lude. 


PSALM  LXJII.  UP 

4  Thou  givcst  me  tlie  lot 
Of  those  (hat  fear  thy  name  ; 
Tf  endless  lift  be  tlieir  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

PSALM  62.  5—12.  Long  Metre. 
No  trust  in  tlic  creatures  ;  or,  Faith  in  the  divine 
grace  and  power. 

1  ~\/f  Y  spirit  looks  to  God  alone  ; 
JYJL  My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne  ; 
In  all  ray  fears,  in  all  my  straights, 

My  soul  on  his  salvation  waits. 
5  Trust  him,  ye  saint?,  in  all  your  ways, 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face  : 
When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all-sufficient  aid. 

2  False  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
The  baser  sort  are  vanity  ; 
Laid  in  the  balance,  both  appear 
Light  as  a  purl' of  empty  air. 

4  Make  not  increasing  gold  your  trust, 
Nor  set  your  hearts  on  glittering  dust  s 
Why  will  ye  grasp  the  fleeting  smoke. 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  spoke  ? 

5  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
"  All  power  is  his  eternal  due ; 

"  He  must  be  fear'd  and  trusted  too." 

6  For  sovereign  power  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne ; 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  last  reward. 

PSALM  63.  1—5.  First  Fait.  Com.  Metre. 
The  morning  of  a  Lord's  day. 

1  T71  ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
Vj   I  haste  to  seek  thy  face ; 

My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 


120  PSALM  LXiri, 

Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand. 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

3  I've  seen  thy  glory,  and  thy  power, 

Through  all  thy  temple  shine  : 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine. 

4  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast 

Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  tastt, 
And  in  thy  presence  dwell. 

5  Not  life  itself,  with  all  her  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice. 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

6  Thus  till  my  last  expiring  day, 

I'll  bless  my  God  and  King  ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

PSALM  63.  6—10.    Second  Part.  Com.  Met. 
Midnig/U  thoughts  recollected. 

1  Try  WAS  in  the  watches  of  the  night, 

J_     I  thought  upon  thy  power ; 
I  kept  thy  lovely  face  in  sight, 
Amidst  the  darkest  hour. 

2  My  flesh  lay  resting  on  my  bed, 

My  soul  arose  on  high  ; 
"  My  God,  my  life,  my  hope,  I  said, 
"  Bring  thy  salvation  nigh." 

3  My  spirit  labors  up  thy  hill, 

And  climbs  the  heavenly  road  ; 
But  thy  right  hand  upholds  me  still. 
While  I  pursue  my  God. 

4  Thy  mercy  stretches  o'er  my  head 

The  shadow  of  thy  wings  ; 
My  heart  rejoices  in  thine  aid. 
My  tongue  awakes  and  sings. 

5  But  the  destroyers  of  my  peace 

Shall  fret  and  r.ige  in  vain  ; 
The  tempter  shall  forever  cease, 
And  all  my  sins  be  slain. 


PSALM  LXIII.  121 

6  Thy  sword  shall  give  my  foes  to  death, 
And  send  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  caverns  of  the  earth, 
'Or  to  the  deeps  of  hell. 

PSALM  63.    Long  Metre. 

Longing  after  God;  or,  The  love  of  God  better  than  life 

1  f^  REAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
VT  Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  vest : 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 

Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  Great  and  Good,  thou  Just  and  Wise, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God  ; 

And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties  ; 

Thy  son,  thy  servant,  bought  with  blood. 

3  "With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look  ; 

As  travellers  in  thirsty  lands 
Pant  for  the  cooling  water-brook. 

4  With  early  feet  I  love  t'  appear 
Among  thy  saints  and  seek  thy  face  : 
Oft  have  I  seen  thy  glory  there, 

And  felt  the  power  of  sovereign  grace. 

5  Not  fruits  nor  wines  that  tempt  our  taste, 
Nor  all  the  joys  our  senses  know, 

Could  make  me  so  divinely  blest, 
Or  raise  my  cheerful  passions  so. 

6  My  life  itself,  without  thy  love, 
No  taste  of  pleasure  could  afford  ; 
'Twould  but  a  tiresome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banish'd  from  the  Lord. 

7  Amidst  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
When  busy  cares  afflict  my  head, 

One  thought  of  fliee  gives  new  delight. 
And  adds  refreshment  to  my  bed. 

8  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise  ; 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  spend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 


122  PSALM  LXIV. 

PSALM  63.    Short  Metre. 
Seeking  God. 

1  "VfY  God,  permit  my  tongue 
_[.TjL  This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine  : 
And  let  my  early  cries  prevail 

To  taste  thy  love  divine. 

2  My  thirsty,  faintiug  soul 

Thy  mercy  does  implore  : 

Not  travellers  in  desert  lands 

Can  pant  for  water  more. 

3  Witliin  thy  churches,  Lord, 

I  long  to  find  a  place, 
Thy  power  and  glory  to  behold, 

And  feel  thy  quickening  grace. 
A  For  life  without  thy  love, 

No  relish  can  afford  ; 
No  joy  can  be  compar'd  with  this. 

To  serve  and  please  the  Lord. 

5  To  thee  I'll  lift  my  hand;, 

And  praise  thee  while  I  live : 
Not  the  rich  dainties  of  a  feast 
Sucli  food  or  pleasure  give. 

6  In  wakeful  hours  of  night, 

I  call  my  God  to  mind  : 
I  think  how  wise  thy  counsels  are, 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 

7  Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 

To  thee  my  spirit  flies ; 
And  on  thy  watchful  providence 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

8  The  shadow  of  thy  wings 

My  soul  in  safety  keeps  : 

I  follow  where  my  Father  leads. 

And  he  supports  my  steps. 

PSALM  64.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  122d. 

First  Part. 

A  complaint  against  evil  companions  ;  designed  etfie- 

dally  fur  youth. 
2  CJ  AVE  me  from  evil  men, 
O  The  impious  and  profane, 


PSALxM  LXIV.  123 

That  seek  the  faithful  to  destroy  ; 
More  keen  than  pointed  swords, 
They  dart  their  bitter  words, 

To  wound  his  name,  his  hope,  and  joy. 
ii  The  pit  and  secret  snare, 
Conjoin'd  their  hands  prepare, 

And  say, "  What  God  shall  see  or  hear  ?" 
The  thoughtless,  young,  and  gay, 
"Who  tread  that  dangerous  way, 

Shall  find  a  sure  destruction  there. 

3  Each  wile  their  hearts  combine, 
To  tempt  the  wretch  to  sin, 

To  curse  and  swear,  to  lie  and  steal ; 
Each  crime  with  charms  display, 
And  reason  guilt  away, 

And  strew  with  flowers  the  road  to  hell. 

4  The  child,  to  virtue  given, 

And  train'd  with  care  for  heaven, 
Their  deep  laid  mischiefs  lure  astray  ; 

With  pangs  a  father  views, 

With  tears  a  mother  rues, 
Her  son,  her  darling,  made  a  prey. 

PSALM  64.    Proper  Metre.    As  tlie  I22d. 

Second  Part. 

Mischiefs  of  ivkked  men  tlie  means  of  their  oivn  ruin, 
and  of  xvarning  to  others. 

1  TTTHEN  men  of  mischief  rise 

V V     In  secret  'gainst  the  skies, 
Thy  hand  shall  sweep  them  to  the  grave  ; 

And  Oh!  beyond  the  tomb, 

How  dreadful  is  their  doom, 
Where  not  a  hand  is  reach'd  to  save  ! 

2  Themselves  their  wiles  shall  snare ; 
The  pits,  their  hands  prepare, 

Before  their  feet  destruction  spread ; 
The  slander  they  devise, 
Their  malice  and  their  lies, 

Shall  fall  with  vengeance  on  their  head. 

3  The  world  with  awe  shall  hear ; 
In  Zion  rebels  fear, 


124  PSALM  LXV. 

And  stay  their  hands  from  guilt  and  sin 
To  thee  present  their  cry 
To  save  them  ere  they  die, 

And  mark,  and  know,  thy  hand  divine. 
4  With  new  born  love  ami  grace, 
Increasing  faith  and  praise, 

Thy  saints  shall  bid  their  songs  ascend ; 
That  truth  and  virtue  find 
In  the  all-ruling  Mind 

To  them  and  to  their  friends,  a  Friend. 

PSALM  65.    1—5.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Public  prayer  and  praise. 

1  rin  HE  praise  of  Sion  waits  for  thee, 

J_     My  God  ;  and  praise  becomes  thy  house  ; 
There  shall  thy  saints  thy  glory  see, 
And  there  perform  their  public  vows. 

2  O  thou,  whose  mercy  bends  the  skies, 
To  save  when  humble  sinners  pray  ; 
All  lands  to  thee  shall  lift  their  eyes, 
And  islands  of  the  Northern  sea. 

3  Against  my  will  my  sins  prevail, 

But  grace  shall  purge  away  their  stain ; 
The  blood  of  Christ  will  never  fail 
To  wash  my  garments  white  again. 

4  Blest  is  the  man  whom  thou  shalt  choose. 
And  give  him  kind  access  to  thee : 
Give  him  a  place  witliin  thy  house, 

To  taste  thy  love  divinely  free. 
PAUSE. 

5  Let  Babel  fear  when  Sion  prays  ; 
Babel,  prepare  for  long  distress  ; 
When  Sion's  God  himself  arrays 
In  terror  and  in  righteousness. 

6  With  dreadful  glory  God  fulfils 
What  his  afflicted  saints  request ; 
And  with  Almighty  wrath  reveals 
His  love  to  give  his  churches  rest. 

7  Then  shall  the  flocking  nations  run 
To  Sion's  hill  and  own  their  Lord  ; 
The  rising  and  the  setting  sun 
Shall  see  the  Saviour's  name  adord. 


PSALM  LXV.  125 

PSALM  65.  5—13.  Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Divine  providence  in  air,  earth  and  sea  ;  or,  Tlie  Cod 
of  nature  and  grace. 

1  rr^HE  God  of  our  salvation  hears 

X     The  groans  of  Sion  mix'd  with  tears ; 
Yet  when  he  comes  with  kind  designs, 
Thro'  all  the  way  his  terror  shines. 

2  On  him  the  race  of  man  depends, 
Far  as  the  earth's  remotest  ends, 
Where  the  Creator's  name  is  known, 
By  nature's  feeble  light  alone. 

3  Sailors  that  travel  o'er  the  flood, 
Address  their  frighted  souls  to  God, 
When  tempests  rage,  and  billows  roar, 
At  dreadful  distance  from  the  shore. 

4  He  bids  the  noisy  tempests  cease  ; 
He  calms  the  raging  crowd  to  peace, 
When  a  tumultuous  nation  raves, 
Wild  as  the  wind,  and  loud  as  waves. 

5  Whole  kingdoms,  shaken  by  the  storm, 
He  settles  in  a  peaceful  form : 
Mountains  established  by  his  hand, 
Firm  on  their  old  foundations  stand. 

6  Behold  liis  ensigns  sweep  the  sky, 
New  comets  blaze,  and  lightnings  fly  ; 
The  heathen  lands  with  swift  surprise, 
From  the  bright  horrors  turn  their  eyes. 

7  At  his  command  the  morning  ray, 
Smiles  in  the  east  and  leads  the  day  ; 
He  guides  the  sun's  declining  wheels 
Over  the  tops  of  western  hills. 

3  Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice ; 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice 
To  see  the  earth  made  soft  with  showers, 
Laden  with  fruit  and  drest  in  flowers. 

9  'Tis  from  his  watery  stores  on  high, 
He  gives  the  thirsty  ground  supply  : 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  Ins  enriching  drops  dispense. 

10  The  desert  grows  a  fruitful  field  ; 
Abundant  food  the  vallies  yield  ; 


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126  PSALM  LXV. 

The  vallies  shout  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  neighboring  hills  repeat  their  joys. 

11  The  pastures  smile  in  green  array  ; 
There  lambs  and  larger  catile  play  ; 
The  larger  cattle  and  the  lamb, 
Each  in  Ms  language  speaks  thy  name. 

12  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  power  divine  ; 
O'er  every  field  thy  glories  shine  ; 
Through  every  month  thy  gifts  appear  ; 
Great  God  I  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

PSALM  65.    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 

A  p-ayer  hearing  God,  and  the  Gentiles  called. 

RAISE  waits  in  Sion,  Lord,  for  thee  ; 
There  shall  our  vows  be  paid  : 
Thou  hast  an  ear  when  sinners  pray, 
AJ1  flesh  shall  seek  thine  aid. 

2  Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail  ; 

But  pardoning  grace  is  thine  ; 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  power  and  skill 
To  conquer  every  sin. 

3  Blest  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  choose 

To  bring  them  near  thy  face  ; 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thine  house, 
To  feast  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  answering  what  thy  church  requests, 

Thy  truth  and  terror  shine  ; 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteousness 
Fulfil  thy  kind  design. 

5  Thus  shall  the  wondering  nations  see 

The  Lord  is  good  and  just ; 
And  distant  islands  fly  to  thee, 
And  make  thy  name  their  trust. 

6  They  dread  thy  glittering  tokens,  Lord. 

When  signs  in  heaven  appear ; 
But  they  shall  learn  thy  holy  word, 
And  love  as  well  as  fear. 


PSALM  LXV.  127 

PSALM  65.    Second  Pan.    Common  Metre. 

r>.c  providenU  of  God  in  air,  earth,  and  sea ;  or,  The 

blessing  of  rain. 

1  'rrMS  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

J_     Crotl  of  eternal  power  ; 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  shade, 

Successive  comforts  bring ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 

3  Seasons,  and  times,  and  moons,  and  hours, 

Heaven,  earth,  and  air  are  thine  : 
When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  author  is  divine. 

4  Those  wandering  cisterns  in  the  sky, 

Borne  by  the  winds  around, 

With  watery  treasures  well  supi>Iy 

The  furrows  of  the  grouud. 

5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  com  appear ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 
PSALM  65.    Third  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Tlie  blessing  of  the  spring  ;  or,  God  gives  rain, 
A  Psalm  for  the  husbandman. 

1  /""i  OOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King, 
vT   Who  makes  the  earth  his  care  ; 
Visits  the  pastures  every  spring, 

And  bids  the  grass  appear. 

2  The  clouds  like  rivers  rais'd  on  high, 

Pour  out  at  thy  command, 
Their  watery  blessings  from  the  sky, 
To  cheer  the  thirsty  land. 

3  The  soften'd  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  spring  ; 

The  vallies  rich  provision  yield, 

And  the  poor  laborers  sing. 

1  The  little  hills  on  every  side 

Rejoice  at  falling  showers ; 


128  PSALM  LXV. 

The  meadows,  drest  in  all  their  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 
.5  The  harren  clods,  refresh'd  with  rain, 
Promise  a  joyful  crop, 
The  parched  grounds  look  green  again, 
And  raise  the  reaper's  hope. 

0  The  various  months  thy  goodness  crowns  : 

How  bounteous  are  thy  ways  J 
The  bleating  flocks  spread  o'er  the  downs, 
And  shepherds  shout  thy  praise. 

PSALM  65.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  U&tL 
The  providence  of  God  in  tlte  seasons. 

1  TTOW  pleasing  is  thy  voice, 
XX  O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King, 
That  bids  the  frosts  retire, 

And  wakes  the  lovely  spring  ! 
The  rains  return, 
The  ice  distils, 
And  plains  and  hills 
Forget  to  mourn. 

2  The  lofty  mountains  stand, 
Establish'd  by  thine  arm  ; 
Thy  voice  the  ocean  stills, 
The  tumult,  and  the  storm. 

Through  earth  and  skies, 
With  terror  spread, 
Thy  tokens  dread 
All  lands  surprise. 

3  The  mom,  with  glory  crown'd. 
Thy  hand  arrays  in  smiles  ; 
Thou  bid'st  the  eve  decline, 
Rejoicing,  o'er  the  hills. 

Soft  sun's  ascend  ; 
The  mild  wind  blows ; 
And  beauty  glows 
To  earth's  far  end. 

4  Thou  mak'st  the  pastures  green  ; 
Thou  call'st  the  nocks  abroad  ; 
The  springing  corn  proclaims 
The  footsteps  of  our  God. 


PSALM  LXVI.  ti» 

BotJi  bird  and  beast 
Partake  thy  care, 

And,  happy,  share 

The  general  Rust. 
5  Thy  showers  make  soft  the  fields ;  » 

On  every  side  btliuld 
The  ripening  harvests  wave 
'1  lit  ir  loads  of  richest  gold  ! 

The  laborers  sing 

"With  cheerful  voice, 

And,  blest,  rejoice 

In  God,  their  King. 

■i  The  thunder  is  liis  voice  ; 

His  arrows  blazing  fires  ; 

He  glows  in  yonder  sun, 

And  smiles  in  starry  choirs. 

The  balmy  breeze 

His  breath  perfumes ; 

His  beauty  blooms 

In  flowers  and  trees. 
7  With  fife  lie  clothes  the  spring ; 
The  earth  with  summer  warms ; 
He  spreads  th'  autumnal  feast, 
And  rides  in  wintry  storms. 

His  gifts  divine 

Through  all  appear, 

And  round  the  year 

His  glories  shine. 

PSALM  66.    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Governing  power  and  goodness  ;  or,  Our  graces  tried 

by  afflictions. 

1  Ct  IMG,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord, 
Jof  Sing  with  a  joyful  noise  ; 
"With  melody  of  sound  record 

His  honors,  and  your  joys. 

2  Say  to  the  Power  that  shakes  the  sky. 

"  How  terrible  ait  thou  ! 
"  Sinners  before  thy  presence  By, 
"  Or  at  thy  feet  thev  now  .*' 
I 


130  PSALM  1^  I. 

3  [Come,  see  the  wonders  of  our  God 

How  glorious  arc  his  ways  ! 
In  Moses'  hand  he  puts  his  rod, 
And  cleaves  the  frighted  seas. 

4  He  made  the  ebhing  channel  dry, 

While  Israel  pass'd  the  flood  ; 
There  did  the  church  begin  their  joy. 
And  triumph  in  their  God.] 

5  He  rides  by  his  resistless  might : 

Will  rebel  mortals  dare 
Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  fight. 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  war  I 

6  Oh,  bless  our  God,'and  never  cease  ! 

Ye  saints,  fulfil  his  praise  ; 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peaces 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

7  Lord,  thou  hast  prov'd  our  suffering  soul.-., 

To  make  our  graces  shine  : 
So  silver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
The  metal  to  refine. 

8  Through  watery  deeps  and  fiery  way- 

We  march  at  thy  command  ; 
Led  to  possess  the  promised  place 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 

PSALM  66.    13—20.    Second  Part.    Common  Metre . 

Praise  to  God  for  hearing  prayer, 

1  VT  OW  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid 
i^l     To  that  almighty  Power, 

Who  heard  the  long  requests  I  made 
In  my  distressful  hour. 

2  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 

To  make  his  mercies  known  : 
Come,  ye  that  fear  my  God,  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  hath  done. 

3  When  on  my  head  huge  sorrows  fell, 

I  sought  his  heavenly  aid  : 
He  sav'd  my  sinking  soul  from  hell. 
And  death's  eternal  shade. 


PSALM  LXVIL  Ok 

4  If  sin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart 

While  prayer  employ'd  my  tongue, 
The  Lord  had  shewn  me  no  regard, 
Nor  I  his  praises  sung. 

5  But  God  (his  name  be  ever  blest) 

Hath  set  my  spirit  free, 
Xor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  request, 
Nor  turn'd  his  heart  from  me. 

PSALM  67.    Common  Metre, 

The  nation's ]yrosj>erit'j,  and  tlie  church's  in 

1  C<  HINE  on  our  land,  Jehovah,  shine, 
J5   With  beams  of  heavenly  grace  ' 
Reveal  thy  power  thro'  all  our  coast*. 

And  shew  thy  smiling  face, 

2  [Here  fix  thy  throne  exalted  high, 

And,  here,  our  glory  stand  ; 

And,  like  a  wall  of  guardian  fire, 

Surround  thy  favorite  land.] 

3  When  shall  thy  name,  from  shore  to  show, 

Sound  all  the  earth  abroad, 
And  distant  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God  ? 

4  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 

Sing  loud  with  solemn  voice  ; 
Let  thankful  tongues  exalt  his  praise, 
And  thankful  hearts  rejoice. 

5  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  sovereign  Judge, 

That  sits  enthron'd  above, 
Wisely  commands  the  worlds  he  made, 
In  justice  and  in  love. 

6  Earth  shall  confess  her  maker's  hand, 

And  yield  a  full  increase  ; 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chosen  land 
With  fruitfulness  and  peace. 

7  God,  the  Redeemer,  scatters  round 

His  choicest  favors  here  ; 
While  the  creation's  utmost  hound 
^ha'll  <pp.  adore,  and  fi  :<r- 


\ll  PSALM  LXVill. 

PSALM  68.    I-irst  Part.,    l— 5,  32— j\ 

Long  Metre. 
T/ic  vengeance  and  compassion  of  Cod. 

1  T    ET  G(kI  arise  in  all  his  might, 

I  -4   And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flight ; 
As  smoke,  that  sought  to  cloud  the  skies, 
Before  the  rising  tempest  flies. 

2  He  comes  array'd  in  burning  flames  ; 
Justice  and  vengeance  are  liis  names  : 
Behold  his  tainting  foes  expire 

Like  melting  wax  before  the  fire. 

3  He  rides  and  thunders  thro'  the  sky  ; 
His  name  Jehovah  sounds  on  high  ; 
Sing  to  his  name,  ye  sons  of  grace  ; 
Ye  saints,  rejoice  before  his  face. 

1  The  widow  and  the  fatherless 

Fly  to  his  aid  in  sharp  distress ; 

En  him  the  poor  and  helpless  find 

A  Judge  dial's  just,  a  Father  kind. 
5  He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain, 

And  prisoners  see  the  light  again  ; 

But  rebels,  that  dispute  his  will, 

Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darkness  still. 
PAUSE, 
o  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong  ; 

Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  song  ; 

His  wonderoua  names  and  powers  rehearse  ; 

His  honors  shall  enrich  your  verse. 
7  He  shakes  the  heavens  with  loud  alarms : 

How  terrible  is  God  in  arms  I 

In  Israel  are  his  mercies  known, 

Israel  is  his  peculiar  throne. 
;  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  blest ; 

He's  your  defenee,  your  joy,  year  rest  ; 

When  terrors  rise,  and  nations  faint, 
-  die  strength  of  every  saint. 

PSALM  63.  17,  13.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Christ's  ascension,  and  t/ie  gift  of  the  Spirit 

[ORD,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 
4  Ten  thousand  angels  fijl'd  the  sky  ; 


PSALM  I.XVIII.  M 

Those  heavenly  guards  around  tliee  wait, 

Like  chariots  thai  attend  thy  state. 
2  Not  Sinai's  mount;, in  could  appear 

More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  ; 

While hepronounc'd  his dreadful  law, 

And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 
1  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  nil, 

When  the  rebellious  powers  of  hell, 

That  thonsand  souls  had  captive  made. 

Wert  all  in  chains  like  captives  led. 
4  Rais'il  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 

He  sent  thepromis'd  Spirit  down, 

With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men. 

That  (iod  mightiiwill  on  earth  again. 

PSALM  68.     Third  Part.     19,  9, 20,  21,  22. 
Long  Metre. 
Praise  Jar  temporal  btessings  }  or,  Common  and  spe- 
cial mercjea, 

1  TT7~E  bless  the  Lord,  the  just,  the  good, 

V  V     Who  tills  our  hearts  with  joy  and  food  ; 
Who  pours  lus  blessings  from  the  skies, 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  supplies. 

2  He  sends  the  sun  his  circuit  round, 

To  eheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground  ; 
He  bids  the  clouds,  wjfh  plenteous  rain, 
Refresh  the  thirsty  earth  again. 

3  "lis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  broath, 
And  all  our  near  escapes  from  death  : 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong, 

Ke  heals  the  weak,  and  guards  the  strong. 

4  He  makes  the  saint  and  sinner  prove 
The  common  blessings  or  his  love  : 
But  the  wide  difference  that  remains 
Is  endless  joy  and  endless  pains. 

5  The  Lord,  that  bruis'd  the  serpent's  head, 
On  all  the  serpent's  seed  shall  tread  ; 
The  stubborn  sinner's  hope  confound, 
And  smite  him  with  a  lasting  wound, 

6  Rut  his  right  hand  his  saints  shall  raise 
From  1 he deep  earth,  or  deeper  sea^  ; 


334  PSALM  LXIX. 

And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above  ; 
There  shall  they  taste  his  special  luve. 

PSALM  69.  1-14.  First  Part.  Coin.  Metrt. 
Tlie  sufferings  of  Christ  for  our  salvation. 

1  "  HAVE  me,  O  God,  the  swelling  Hoods 

O  "  Break  in  upon  my  soul  : 
"  I  sink,  and  sorrows  o'er  my  head 
"  Like  mighty  waters  roll. 

2  a  I  cry  'till  all  my  voice  is  gone, 

u  In  tears  I  waste  the  day  : 
u  My  God,  behold  my  longing  eyes, 
"  And  shorten  thy  delay. 

3  tt  They  hate  my  soul  without  a  cause.. 

"  And  still  their  number  grows, 
"  More  than  the  hairs  around  my  head., 
"■  And  mighty  are  my  foes. 

4  "  'Twas  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  debl 

"  That  men  could  never  pay, 
"  And  gave  those  honors  to  thy  law, 
**  Which  sinners  took  away."" 

5  Thus,  in  the  great  Messiah's  name. 

The  royal  prophet  mourns  ; 
Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 
And  gives  us  joy  by  turns. 

6  w  Now  shall  the  saints  rejoice,  and  finci 

"•  Salvation  in  my  name  ; 
"  For  I  have  borne  "their  heavy  load 
"  Of  sorrow,  pain  and  shame. 

7  w  Grief  like  a  garment  cloth'd  me  round., 

"  And  sackcloth  was  my  dress, 
"  While  I  procur'd  for  naked  souls 
"  A  robe  of  righteousness. 

8  "  Among  my  brtthren  and  the  Jews 

"  I  like  a  stranger  stood  ; 
"  And  bore  their  vile  reproach,  to  bring 
"  The  Gentiles  near  to  God. 

9  u  I  came  in  sinful  mortal's  stead, 

"  To  do  my  Father's  will ; 
"  Yet  when  I  cleans 'd  my  Father's  house, 
"  They  scandaliz"d  my  zeal. 


'N 


PSALM  LXIX. 

10  u  My  fasting  and  my  holy  groans 
•'  Were  made  the  drunkard's  song  ; 
u  But  Got!  from  his  celestial  throne 
M  Hear'd  my  complaining  tongue. 
:  I  "He  sav'd  me  from  the  dreadful  deep 
"  Nor  let  my  soul  be  drown'd  ; 
"  He  rais'd  and  flx'd  my  sinking  feet 
••  On  well  establish'd  ground. 
:  I  ,; '  I'was  in  a  most  accepted  hour 
"  My  prayer  arose  on  high  ; 
"  And  "for  my  sake  my  God  shall  hear 
"  The  dying  sinner's  cry." 
PSALM  69.  14—21,  26,  29,  32.  Second  Pan. 
Common  Metre. 
T/ie  passion  and  exaltation  of  Christ. 
OW  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear, 
And  mournful  pleasure,  sing 
The  sufferings  of  our  great  High  Priest, 
The  sorrows  of  our  King. 

2  He  sinks  in  floods  of  deep  distress  ; 

How  high  the  waters  rise  ! 
While  to  his  heavenly  Father's  ear 
He  sends  perpetual  cries. 

3  "  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  save  thy  Son, 

"  Nor  hide  thy  sinning  face  ; 
"  Why  should  thy  favorite  look  like  one 
u  Forsaken  of  thy  grace  ? 

4  "  With  rage  they  persecute  the  man 

a  That  groans  beneath  thy  wound  ; 
"  While  for  a  sacrifice  I  pour 
"  My  life  upon  the  ground. 

5  "  They  tread  my  honor  to  the  dust, 

"  And  laugh  when  I  complain  ; 
"  Their  sharp  insulting  slanders  add 
"  Fresh  anguish  to  my  pain. 

6  "  All  my  reproach  is  known  to  thee, 

u  The  scandal  and  the  shame  ; 
"  Reproaches  break  my  bleeding  heart. 
a  And  lies  defile  my  name. 
7  "  I  look  for  pity,  but  in  vain  •, 
"  My  kindred  are  my  grief ; 


13 j  PSALM  LX1X. 

"  I  ask  my  friends  for  comfort  rotiu;:. 

*•  But  meet  with  no  relit  f. 
S  ■•  With  vinegav  they  mock  my  thirst, 

"  They  give  me  gall  For  fotid  ; 
"  Ami  sporting  with  my  dying  groans, 

"  They  triumph  iJi  iny  btoed. 

9  "  Shine  in  to  my  distressed  soul  ; 

"  Let  thy  com])assion  save  ; 
"  Anil,  tho'  my  flesh  sink  down  to  death, 
"  Redeem  it  from  the  grave. 

10  '•  I  shall  ari»eto  praise  thy  name, 

"  And  reign  in  worlds  nnkno-vvn  ; 
"  And  thy  salvation,  O  my  God, 
"  Shali  seat  me  on  thy  throne*" 
PSALM  69.    Third  Part.    Common  Metre. 
ChrhCs  vbedieticc  and  death  ;  or,   God  glorified  and 

sinners  saved. 
1  T7  AT'HER,  I  sing-  thy  wondrous  grace  ; 
JT     I  bless  my  Saviour's  name  : 
He  bought  salvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame. 
"2  His  deep  distress  hath  rais"d  us  high. 
His  duty  and  his  IX  al 
Fulfill'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke. 
And  finish 'd  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  songs, 

Shall  better  please  my  God, 
Than  harp's  or  trumpet's  solemn  sound. 
Than  goats'  or  bullocks'  blood. 

4  This  shall  his  humble  followers  see, 

And  set  their  hearts  at  rest  ; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  Jive  forever  blest. 

5  Let  heaven  and  all  that  dwell  on  high 

To  God  their  voices  raise  ; 
While  lands  :ind  seas  assist  the  sky, 
And  join  t'  advance  the  praise. 

6  Zion  is  thine,  most  holy  God  ; 

Thy  Son  shall  bless  her  gates  ; 
And  glory,  purchas'd  hy  his  blood. 
For  thine  own  Israel  waits. 


PSALM  LX1X.  137 

PSALM  68.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Christ's  ■possum  and  sinner's  salvation. 

1  "|"vEEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
\_)  The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord  : 
Behold  the  rising  billows  roll, 

To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul. 

2  In  long  complaints  he  spends  his  breath  ; 
White  hosts  of  lit  11,  and  powers  of  death, 
And  all  the  sons  of  malice,  join 

To  execute  their  curs'd  design. 

3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  pov.tr  and  love 
Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove  ; 
Those  dreadful  sufferings  of  thy  Son 
Aton'd  for  sins  which  we  had  done. 

4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  honors  of  thy  law  restor'd  : 
His  sorrows  made  thy  justice  known, 
And  paid  for  follies,  not  his  own. 

5  Oh,  for  his  sake,  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live  .' 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turml  to  shame. 
PSALM  69.    7,  &c.    Second  Part.    Long  Mesre. 

Christ's  sufferings  and  zeal. 

1  !'TH  WAS  for  my  sake,  eternal  God, 

J.     Thy  Son  sustain'd  that  heavy  load 
Of  base  reproach  and  sore  disgrace, 
And  shame  delil'd  his  sacred  face. 

2  The  Jews,  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  man  that  check VI  their  sin  : 
While  he  fulfiird  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  "without  a  cause. 

3  [•'  My  Father's  house,  said  he,  was  made 
"  A  place  for  worship,  not  for  trade  ;" 
Then,  scattering  all  tluir  gold  and  brass, 
He  scourg'd  the  merchants  from  the  plaee.] 

4  [Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
Consum'd  liis  life,  expos'd  his  blood  ; 
Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown 

He  felt,  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own.] 


138  PSALM  LXX. 

5  [His  friends  forsook,  his  followers  fled, 
"While  foes  and  arms  surround  Lis  head  ; 
They  curse  him  with  a  slanderous  tongue. 
And  the  false  judge  maintains  the  wrong.] 

6  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 
And  charge  lus  lips  with  blasphemies  ; 
They  nailhim  to  the  shameful  tree  : 
There  hung  the  man  that  dy'd  for  me. 

7  [Wretches,  with  hearts  as  hard  as  stones. 
Insult  his  piety  and  gn^ins  : 

Gall  was  the  food  they  gave  him  there, 
And  mock'd  his  thirst  with  vinegar.] 

8  But  God  beheld ;  and  from  his  throne 
Mark'd  out  the  men  that  bate  his  Son  : 
The  hand  that  rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 
Shall  pour  due  vengeance  on  their  head. 

PSALM  70.  Long  Metre. 

Paraphrased  together  w  ith  several  other  passages  oi 

Scripture. 

A  prayer  of  the  Church  for  the  presence  of  Ctirht. 

1  /~V  THOU,  whose  hand  the  kingdom  sways, 
\J  Whom  earth,  and  hell,  and  heaven  obev.s, 
To  help  thy  chosen  sons  appear, 

And  shew  thy  power  and  glory  here  ! 

2  While  stupid  wretches,  sunk  in  sleep, 
Slide  onward  to  the  fiery  deep, 

To  sense,  and  sin,  and  madness,  given, 
Believe  no  hell,  and  wish  no  heaven  ; 

3  While  fools  deride,  while  foes  oppress, 
And  Zion  mourns  in  deep  distress  ; 

Her  friends  withdraw,  her  foes  grow  bold. 
Truth  fails,  and  love  is  waxen  cold  ; 

4  Oh,  haste,  with  every  gift  inspir'd. 
With  glory,  truth  and  grace  atiir'd, 
Thou  Star  of  heaven's  eternal  morn  ; 
Thou  Sun,  whom  beams  divine  adorn  J 

5  Assert  the  honor  of  thy  name  ; 
Overwhelm  thy  foes  with  fear  and  shame 
Bid  them  beneath  thy  footstool  lie, 
N#r  let  their  souls  forever  die. 


TSALM  LXXI.  &| 

6  Saints  skill  be  glad  before  thy  face, 
And  grow  in  love,  and  truth,  and  grace, 
Thy  church  shall  blossom  in  thy  sight, 
Ani  fruits  of  peace  and  pure  delight. 

7  Oh,  hither  then  thy  footsteps  bend  ; 
Swift  as  a  roe,  from  hills  descend  ; 
Mild  as  the  Sabbath's  cheerful  ray, 
'Till  life  unfolds  eternal  day  ! 

PSALM  71.  5—9.  First  Part.  Com.  Metre. 
The  aged  saint's  reflection  and  hope. 

1  Ti  TY  God,  my  everlasting  hope, 
iSjl  I  Uve  upon  thy  truth  ; 

Thy  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthen^  all  my  youth. 

2  My  flesh  was  fashion'd  by  thy  power 

With  all  these  limbs  of  mine  ; 
And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  hath  my  life  new  wonders  seen 

Repeated  every  year ; 
Behold  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines. 

When  hoary  hairs  arise  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  shine 
Whene'er  thy  servant  dies. 

5  Then  in  the  history  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  every  page, 
In  every  line  thy  praise. 

TSALM  71.    15, 14, 16,  23, 22,  24.    Second  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

Christ  our  strength  and  righteousness. 

1  "VTY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
1YL  When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  endj 

The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust, 

Thy  goodness  I  adore  ; 


140  PSALM  LXXI. 

And,  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glorii -s  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travi  1  all  the  length 

Of  the  celestial  road  ; 
Ami  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength; 
To  see  my  Father  God. 

4  When  I  am  fill'd  with  sore  distress 

For  some  surprising  sin, 
I'll  pi -ad  thj  perfect  righteousness, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  victories  of  my  King  ! 
My  soul  redeem'd  from  sin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 

6  [My  tongue  shall  all  the  day  proclaim 

My  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 
His  death  hath  brought  my  foes  to  shame, 
And  sav'd  me  by  Bis  blood. 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  powers, 

With  this  delightful  song 
I'll  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 
Nor  think  the  season  long. 
PSALM  71.    17—21.    Third  Part.    Common  Metre. 
The  aged  Christian's  prayer  and  song  ;  or,  Old  agr, 
Death  and  the  Resurrection. 

1  f^s  OD  of  my  childhood,  and  my  youth, 
VT   The  guide  of  all  my  days, 

I  have  rteelar'd  thy  heavenly  truth, 
And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 

2  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 

Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years, 

If  God,  my  strength,  depart  ? 

3  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 

To  the  surviving  age  ; 
And  leave  a  savor  of  thy  name 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove  ; 
Oh,  may  these  poor  remains  of  bi-eath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love  ! 


PSALM  LXXII. 

PAUSE. 
.5   riiy  righteousness  is  deep  and  high, 
Unsearchable  thy  deeds ; 
Thy  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 

ivA  all  my  praise  exceeds. 

0  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  threatnings  roar, 

And  oft  endurd  the  grief ; 
But  when  thy  hand  hath  prest  me  sore, 
Thy  grace  was  my  relief. 

7  By  long  experience  have  I  known 

Thy  sovereign  power  to  save  ; 
At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  grave . 

8  When  I  lie  buried  deep  in  dust, 

My  flesh  shall  be  thy  care  ; 
These  withering  limbs  with  thee  I  trust, 
To  raise  them  strung  and  fair. 

PSALM  72.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Tlic  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  f~^  REAT  God,  whose  universal  sway 
VT  The  known  and  unknown  workls  obey, 
Now  give  the  kingdom  tojlry  Son, 
Extend  liis  powder,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  Thy  sceptre  well  becomes  his  hands, 
All  heaven  submits  to  his  commands  ; 
His  justice  shall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

3  With  power  he  vindicates  the  just, 
And  treads  the  oppressor  in  the  dust ; 
His  worship  and  his  fear  shall  last, 
'Till  hours,  and  years,  and  time  be  past. 

4  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown. 
So  shall  he  send  his  influence  down; 
His  grace  on  fainting  souls  distills, 
Like  heavenly  dew  on  thirsty  hills. 

5  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  overspreading  death, 
Kevive  at  his  first  dawning  light, 
■\nd  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 


142  PSALM  LXXII. 

6  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Drest  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise  ; 
Peace,  like  a  river  man  his  throne, 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknow  n. 

PSALM  72.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Christ's  kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 

1  TESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
J    Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
'Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  [Behold  the  islands  with  their  kings, 
And  Europe  her  best  tribute  brings ; 
From  North  to  South  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 

3  There  Persia,  glorious  to  behold, 
There  India  shines  in  eastern  gold  ; 
And  barbarous  nations  at  his  word 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord.] 

4  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

5  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song  ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

6  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns, 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  lose  his  chains ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

7  [Where  he  displays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more  - 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 

More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 

8  Let  every  creature  rise,  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King  ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen? 


PSALM  LXX1I.  143 

PSALM  72.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  new  SOth. 
The  glory  of  Chiist,  and  of  his  Kingdom. 

1  s^k  Thou,  whose  sceptre  earth  and  seas  obey, 
\J  And  skies,  and  stars,  and  suns,  confess  thy 

sway, 
Now  to  thy  son  th'  immortal  kingdom  give  ; 
In  him  command  a  ruin'd  world  to  live  ; 
O'er  every  realm  his  mighty  sway  extend, 
And  bid  o'er  every  throne  his  throne  ascend. 

2  O'er  all  created  names  his  glories  shine  ; 
Supreme  his  beauty,  and  his  grace  divine  ; 
Fairer    than  thrones,  and    powers,  and    seraphs 

bright, 
The  realms  of  nature,  and  the  world  of  light ; 
The  King  of  Kings,  the  Prince  to  Angels  given, 
Lord  of  the  world  and  heir  divine  of  heaven. 

3  His  glorious  hand  shall  hold  a  righteous  sway, 
Th'  oppressor  tremble,  and  the  proud  obey  ; 
The  friendless  poor  immortal  treasures  know  ; 
The  weary'd  bosom  rest  from  every  woe  ; 
The  houseless  wanderer  find  a  blest  abode, 
The  soul  a  ransom,  and  the  saint  a  God. 

4  Fair  as  the  tree  of  life  his  saints  shall  rise, 
Redeem'd  from  death,  and  violence,  and  lies, 
Lov'd  by  his  soul,  as  precious  sons  are  lov'd, 
Glorious  as  kings,  as  spotless  priests  approv'd  : 
On  joyful  hills  shall  truth  and  justice  grow, 

And  peace  in  spreading  streams  the  world  o'erflow. 

5  Thro'  endless  years  his  glory  shall  extend  ; 
For  liim  increasing  prayers  to  heaven  ascend  ; 
To  heaven  his  name  from  every  region  rise, 
More  sweet  than  incense  cheers  the  morning  skies .; 
To  him  all  lands  a  song  of  rapture  raise, 

And  lisping  infants  join  their  artless  praise. 

6  As  springs  mild  showers  refresh  the  thirsty  plain , 
As  cloudless  suns  succeed  the  genial  rain, 

So,  shall  his  influence  earth's  sad  face  renew, 
Where  the  scant  seed  his  faithful  laborers  strew  : 
Like  towering  groves,  behold  the  harvest  rise, 
Wave  round  like  Lebanon,  and  reach-the  skies  I 


144  PSALM  LXXIII. 

7  From  shore  to  shore  shall  stretch  his  hound  1<  <s 

sway  ; 
His  boundless  blsessings  flow  to  every  sea  : 
See  round  bis  altars  suppliant  kings  attend  ; 
Before  his  throne  obedient  nations  bend  : 
To  him  their  tribute  distant  realms  unfold, 
Her  spices  India,  and  Peru  her  gold  ! 

8  See  springs  of  life  in  thirsty  deserts  (low, 

And  savage  tribes  tli'  immortal  Sariour  know  ; 
Prostrate  in  dust,  his  humble  foes  shall  he, 
Or  send  their  hymns  of  transport  to  the  sky  ; 
And  each  blest  land  rehearse  his  praises  o'er, 
Till  moons  shall  walk  their  evening  round  no  more  ; 

9  In  him  the  curse  in  boundless  bliss  shall  end  ; 
From  evil  good,  from  darkness  light,  ascend  ; 
Diviner  glories  to  mankind  be  given, 

A  noblei  nature  and  a  fairer  heaven  : 

Let  earth,  let  saints,  that  seek  his  bright  abode, 

Resound  his  praise,  and  bless  their  Father,  Goth 

PSALM  73.  First  Part.  Common  Metre. 

Afflicted  Saints  happy,  and  prosperous  Sinners  cursed. 

1  "T^T  OAV  I'm  convinc'd  the  Lord  is  kind 
_1_N     To  men  of  heart  sincere ; 

Yet  once  my  foolish  thoughts  repin'd, 
And  border'd  on  despair. 

2  I  griev'd  to  see  the  \*  icked  thrive, 

And  spoke  with  angry  breath, 
a  How  pleasant  and  profane  they  live  ! 
"  How  peaceful  is  their  death  ! 

3  "  With  well  fed  flesh  and  haughty  eyes 

"  They  lay  their  fears  to  sleep  ;' 
"  Against  the  heavens  their  slanders  rise. 
"  While  saints  in  silence  weep. 

4  "  In  vain  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 

"  And  cleanse  my  heart  in  vain, 
"  For  I  am  chasten'd  all  the  day  ; 
"  The  night  renews  my  pain." 
H  Yet  while  my  tongue  indulg'd  complaint. 
I  felt  my  heart  reprove  : 


PSALM  LXXIII. 

•*  Sine  I  shall  thus  offend  thy  saints, 
'•  And  grieve  the  men  I  love." 
i  But  still  1  found  my  doubts  too  hard. 
The  conflict  too  severe, 
Till'  I  rtetjr'd  to  search  thy  word, 
And  learn  thy  secrets  there. 
7  There,  as  in  some  prophet ic  glass, 
I  saw  the  sinner's  feet 
High  mounted  on  a  slippery  place, 
Beside  a  fiery  pit. 
S  1  heard  the  wretch  profanely  boast, 
'Till  at  thy  frown  he  fell ; 
His  honors  in  a  dream  were  lost, 
And  he  awak'd  in  hell. 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  fool  I  was ! 

How  like  a  thoughtless  beast ! 
Thus  to  suspect  thy  promis'd  grace, 
And  think  the  \\  icked  blest. 

10  Yet  was  I  kept  from  full  despair, 

LTpheld  by  power  unknown : 
That  blessed  hand  that  broke  the  snare, 
Sliali  guide  me  to  thy  throne. 

PSALM  73.  23— 28.  Second  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
God  our  portion  here  and  hereafter. 
;  /"l  OD,  my  supporter,  and  my  hope, 
VJT  My  help  forever  after ; 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  dt-spai  r. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet. 

Thro'  this  dark  wilderness ; 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  joy  to  me ; 
And  while  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke. 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 
K 


PSALM  L> 

God  15  my  < 

I'lif  si  •;.  saint. 

5  Bt-Iiold,  tin  - 

Far  froai  thy  j 
Not  all  the  itli  i . 

Can  n  tin  very. 

6  Em  to  draw  mar  to  line,  my  God, 

Shall  be-  my  sweet  employ; 
My  tongue shall  sound  shy  works  abroad. 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 
PSALM  73.  22.  .%o,  17— 20.  baagMeti 
The  pi  oaperity  of  sinners  c 
1  X   ORD,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I, 
\^i  To  mourn  and  murmur  and  repiui , 

the  wicki  d  pkae'd  on  high, 
In  pride  and  robes  ofhonor  ^lii;i«- ! 

Oh,  th<  ir  end.  tin  ir  dreadful  end  ! 
Thj  sanctuary  taught 
On  slippery  rod 
Audnery  billows  roll 
Now  lei  them  boast  how  tall  they  t 
I'll  never  envy  them  : 
There  they  may  stand  with  haughf< 
*1  ill  the]  plungedi  ep in  endless  pahx 
i  Their  fancy'd  joys,  how  fast  they  flee ! 
henmaaawal 
Th<  i  tony 

Art  but  a  preface  to  their  plagw  s. 
5  Now  T  esteem  their rrrirtbaad  wine, 
Too  dear  to  purchase  with  my  bta 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  none, 
My  life, my  portion  ami  my  God. 

Short  Metre. 


'S 


■'cry  ofPrevid  net  unful 
us  God, 


n  ligion  vain ; 
Thoncii  men  of  vice  may  boat 
And  mi  a  of  grao  complain. 

'.■■wicked  rise. 
And  kit  mj  heart  repine, 


PSALM  LXXIV.  14: 

While  haughty  fools  with  scornful  t  vc>. 
In  robes  of honor  shine. 

3  [PamporM  with  v  anton  ease. 
Their  flesh  looks  full  ami  fair : 

['bear  wealth  rolls  ill  like  flowing  sea*. 
And  grow  s  w  iilioiu  their  care. 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  ;ind  pain* 
That  pious  souls  endure. 

Through  all  their  life  oppres>im  reif 
And  racks  the  humble  poor. 

5  Their  impious  tongues  blaspheme 
The  everlasting  God : 

Th<  ir  malice  blasts  the  good  man's  nam- 
And  spreads  thi  ir  lies  abroad. 

6  But  I  with  flowing  tears 
Indulg'd  my  doubts  to  rise  : 

"  Is  there  a  God  that  seesor  bean 
"  The  things  below  the  skit 

7  The  tumults  of  my  thought 
Held  me  in  hard  saspCBse, 

"Till  to  thy  house  my  tlct  were  brought 
To  learn  thy  justice  thence. 

8  Thy  word  « itli  light  and  power 
Did  my  mistakes  amciul  ; 

I  view'd  the  sinner's  life  before, 

But  here  I  learnM  their  cud. 
0  On  what  a  slipper}-  steep 

The  thoughtless  wretches  go ; 
And,  Oh, that  dreadful  fiery  deep, 

That  waits  their  fall  be  low  ! 
10  Lord  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine  ; 
1  call  my  God  my  portion  now , 

And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

PSALM  74.  Common  Metre. 
The  Churchpkading  mitt  God  tinder  sore  (H 
]   "Vf  7TLL  God  forever  cast  us  off? 
V  T     His  wrath  forever  si 
Against  the  people  of  his  lore, 
His  little  chosen  Hock  ? 


1-18  PSALM  LXXIV. 

2  Tliink  of  the  tribes  so  dearly  bough) 
With  their  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
Nor  let  thy  Sion  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  glory  stood. 
■3  Lift  up  thy  feet,  and  march  in  haste ; 
Aloud  our  ruin  calls ; 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful  waste 
Is  made  within  thy  \\  alls. 

4  Where  once  thy  churches  pray'd  and  sang, 

Thy  foes  profanely  roar : 
Over  thy  gates  their  ensigns  hang, 
Sail  tokens  of  their  power. 

5  How  are  the  seats  of  worship  broke  ! 

They  tear  the  buildings  down  ; 
And  he  that  deals  tiro  heaviest  stroke, 

Procures  the  chiefreaaown. 
5  With  flames  they  threaten  to  destroy 

Thy  children  in  their  nest : 
a  Come  let  us  burn  at  once,  they  cry, 

"  The  temple  and  the  priest." 

7  And  still  to  heighten  our  distress, 

Thy  presence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wonted  signs  of  power  and  grace, 
Thy  power  ami  grace  are  gone. 

8  No  prophet  speaks  to  calm  our  woes, 

The  best,  the  wisest  mourn  ; 
And  not  a  friend,  nor  promise,  shows 
The  time  of  thy  return. 

PAUSE. 

9  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long, 

Shall  men  of  pride  blaspheme  ! 
Shall  saints  be  made  their  endless  song, 
And  bear  immortal  shame  ? 

10  Canst  thou  forever  sit  and  hear 

Thine  holy  name  profan'd  ? 
And  still  thy  jealousy  forbear, 
And  still  withhold  thine  hand  ? 

1 1  What  strange  deliverance  hast  thou  shown. 

In  ages  long  before  ? 
And  now  no  other  God  we  own, 
No  other  God  adore. 


PSALM  LXXV  14C 

12  Tliomlidst  divide  the  raging  sea, 

By  thy  resistl-ss  might, 
To  make  thy  tribes  a  woudenms  war, 
And  then  secure  their  flight. 

13  Is  not  the  world  of  nature  thine, 

The  darkness  and  the  day  ? 
Didst  thou  not  bid  the  morning  sliine, 
And  mark  the  sun  his  way  ? 

14  Hath  not  thy  power  form'd  even'  coast, 

And  set  the  earth  its  bounds, 
With  summer's  heat,  and  winter's  frost, 
In  their  perpetual  rounds  ? 

15  And  shall  the  sons  of  earth  and  dust 

That  sacred  power  blaspheme  ? 
Will  not  tliine  hand  that  form'd  them  first. 

Avenge  tliine  injur'd  name  ? 
15  Think  on  the  covenant  thou  hast  made, 

And  all  thy  words  of  love  ; 
Nor  let  the  birds  of  prey  invade, 

And  vex  thy  mourning  dove. 
17  Our  foes  would  triumph  in  our  blood, 

And  make  our  hope  their  jest ; 
Plead  thy  own  cause, almighty  God ! 

And  give  thy  children  rest. 

TSALM  75.  Proper  Metre.  As  tlie  nav  50th, 

Government/ram  God  alone. 

A  Psalm  for  a  General  Election. 

1  FTn  H Y  praise,  O  Lord,  our  thankful  songs  renew 

JL     Thy  present  name  thy  works  of  wonder  shew, 
Thy  glorious  works  of  wisdom,  power  and  grace, 
Thy  sovereign  blessings  to  our  favor'd  race  ; 
The  ruling  God,  our  peace  and  freedom  prove, 
And  the  glad  tidings  of  forgiving  love. 

2  While  from  thy  hand  our  rulers  take  their  power, 
Give  them  thy  greatness  humbly  to  adore, 

With  hearts  sincere  to  hold  a  righteous  sway, 
Bid  justice  triumph,  and  the  proud  obey, 
Defend  the  poor,  debasing* bribes  disdain. 
Avenge  bold  wrongs,  nor  wield  the  swoid  in  vain. 


I  SD  PSALM  LXXVI. 

3  While  round  all  realms  wide  dissolutions  roll'd, 
Give  them  the  pillars  of  the  earth  t'  uphold, 
The  meek,  the  wise,  the  faithful  and  the  just, 
And  tread  the  vile  oppressor  in  the  dust ; 

To  seek  thy  name,  to  love  thy  Kingdom,  Lord, 
And  spread  thro'  earth  the  victories  of  thy  won!. 

4  Give  them  the  public  weal  alone  to  prize, 
And  each  base  purpose  nobly  to  despise  ; 

To  bid  pure  knowledge  round  our  bowlers  shine  ; 
And  cheer  the  rising  race  with  beams  divine  ; 
Examples  bright  of  piety  display. 
And  charm  our  sons  to  tread  that  lovely  way. 

5  Teach  them  that  greatness,  power  and  place  are 

thine, 
Gifts  from  thy  hand,  bestow "d  for  ends  divine  : 
Rulers,  thy  stewards, to  mankind  are  given. 
To  show  er  the  good,  and  build  the  cause  of  heaven ; 
From  thee  a  rich  reward  the  faithful  know  ; 
The  faithless  hasten  to  distinguished  woe. 
r>  Thou  art  the  Judge  ;  thy  sceptre  rides  the  skies  ; 
At  thy  command  the  just  to  glory  rise  ; 
Thy  fearful  vengeance  guilty  wretches  share, 
Drink  the  last  dregs,  and  plunge  in  deep  despair 
To  thy  great  name  our  raptur'd  songs  snail  raise 
V  humble  tribute  of  immortal  praise. 

PSALM  76.  Common  Metre. 
Israel  save/I,  and  tlie  Assyrians  destroyed  ;  or,  Cod's 
vengeance  against  his  enemies  porceeds  from  his 
church, 

1  XX  Judah,  God  of  old  was  known  ; 
X  His  name  in  Israel  great ; 

In  Salem  stood  his  holy  throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  seat. 

2  Among  the  praises  of  Ins  saints, 

His  dwelling  there  he  chose ; 
There  he  received  the  just  complaints, 
Against  their  haughty  foes. 
j  From  Zion  went  his  dreadful  word, 
And  broke  the  threatening  spear  ; 


PSALM  LXXVII. 

bow,  the  arrov.  s,  and  the  sword, 
And  crush's.'  iY  Assyrian  war. 

4  "U  Suit  are  the  earth's  v.  ide  kingdoms  else 

But  mighty  hills  of  prey  .' 

ill  on  which  .lehovan  dwells 
I>  glorious  more  than  they. 

5  Twas  Zion's  King  tliat  stopp'd  the  breath 

Of  captains  and  tlieir  bands  ; 
Tin  men  of  might  slept  fast  in  death, 

And  never  found  their  hands* 
0  At  thy  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 

Both  liorseand  chariot  fell ; 
Who  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  rod  ? 

Thy  vengeance  who  can  tell  ? 
7  What  power  can  stand  before  thy  sight, 

When  once  thy  wrath  appears  ? 
When  heaven  sliines  round  with  dreadful  light, 

The  earth  lies  still  and  fears. 
:  When  God  in  ltis  own  sovereign  ways 

Comes  down  to  save  th'  opprest, 
The  wrath  of  man  shall  work  his  praise, 

And  he'll  restrain  the  rest. 

9  [Vow  to  the  Lord,  and  tribute  bring  ; 

Ye  princes,  fear  his  frown  ; 
Kis  terror  shakes  the  proudest  king, 
And  cuts  an  army  down. 

1 0  The  thunder  of  his  sharp  rebuke 

Our  haughty  foes  shall  feel ; 
For  Jacob's  God  hath  not  forsook, 
But  dwells  in  Zion  still.] 

PSALM  77.    First  Pnrt.  Common  Metre. 
'Melancholy  assaulting,  and  hope  prevailing, 
i  rjr\  O  God  I  cry'd  with  mournful  voice, 
J_       I  sought  his  gracious  ear, 
In  the  sad  day  when  troubles  rose, 
And  fill'd  the  night  with  fear. 
2  Sad  were  my  days,  and  dark  my  nights, 
My  soul  refus'd  relief ; 
I  thought  on  God,  the  just  and  wise, 
But  thoughts  increased  my  grief. 


15i  PSALM  LXXVH. 

3  Still  I  complain'd,  and  still  oppres!, 

My  heart  began  to  break  ; 
My  God, thy  wrath  forbade  my  rest, 
And  ktpt  my  eyes  awake. 

4  My  overwhelming  sorrows  grew, 

Till  I  could  speak  no  more  ; 
Then  I  within  invscjjf  «  ithdrcw , 
And  ealPd  tliy  judgments  o'er. 

5  I  call'd  back  years  and  ancient  times. 

When  I  beheld  thy  face; 
My  spirit  search'd  for  secret  crimes, 
That  might  withhold  thy  grace. 

6  I  ealPd  thy  mercies  to  my  mind 

Which  I  enjoy'd  hefbre ; 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind  :" 
His  face  appear  no  more  ? 

7  Will  he  forever  cast  me  off  ? 

And  will  his  promise  fail  ? 
Hath  he  forgot  his  tender  love  ? 

Shall  anger  still  prevail  ? 
3  But  I  forbid  this  hopeless  thought, 

This  dark,  despairing  frame, 
Remembering  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought ; 

Thy  hand  is  still  die  same. 

9  I'll  thhdi  again  of  all  thy  ways, 

And  talk  thy  wonders  o'er  ; 
Thy  wonders  of  recovering  grace, 
When  flesh  could  hope  no  more. 

1 0  Grace  dwells  with  justice  on  the  throne  ; 

And  men  that  love  thy  word 
Have  in  thy  sanctuary  known 
The  counsels  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM  77.  Sccontl  Part.  Common  Metre-. 

Cemfoii  derived  from  ancient  providences  ;  or,  hraei 

delivered  from  Egypt  and  brouglit  to  Canaan. 

1  "  TTOW  awful  is  thy  chastening  rod !" 

Jfj[  ( May  thy  own  children  say,) 
"  The  great,  the  wise,  the  dreadful  God ! 
"  How  holy  is  his  way  !" 

2  111  meditate  his  works  of  old  : 

The  King  that  reigns  above ; 


PSALM  LXXVIII.  153 

til  hear  his  ancient  wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  trust  his  love. 

3  Lone;  did  the  house  of  Joseph  lie 

With  Egypt's  yoke  opprest ; 
Longhedelay'dto  hear  their  cry. 
Nor  gave  his  people  rest. 

4  The  sons  of  good  old  Jacoh  seem'd 

Abandon'd  to  their  foes ; 
But  his  almighty  arm  redeem'd 
The  nation  that  he  chose. 

5  Israel,  his  people  and  his  sheep, 

Must  follow  where  he  calls  ; 
He  bids  them  venture  through  the  deep, 
And  makes  tire  waves  their  walls. 

6  The  waters  saw  thee,  mighty  God  I 

The  waters  saw  thee  come  ; 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  stood, 
To  make  thine  armies  room. 

7  Strange  was  thy  journey  through  the  sea, 

Thy  footsteps,"  Lord,  unknown  ; 
Terrors  attend  thy  wondrous  way, 
That  brings  thy  mercies  down. 

8  [Thy  voice,  with  terror  in  the  sound, 

Through  clouds  and  darkness  broke ; 
All  heaven  in  lightning  shone  around, 
And  earth  with  thunder  shook. 

9  Thine  arrows  through  the  skies  werehurl'd, 

How  glorious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Surprise  and  trembling  seiz'd  the  world, 
And  Ins  own  saints  ador'd. 

10  He  gave  them  water  from  tlie  rock  ; 

And  safe  by  Moses'  hand, 
Through  a  dry  desert  led  his  flock 
Home  to  the  promis'd  land. 

PSALM  78.  First  Part.  Common  Metre. 
Providences  of  God  recorded  ;  or,  Pious  education  and 

instruction  of  children. 
1  T   ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds, 
I  i  Which  God  perform'd  of  old, 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 


154  PSALM  LXXVUI. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known  . 

His  works  of  power  and  grace ; 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down 
Thro'  every  rising  race. 

3  Our  lips  sltall  tell  them  to  our  sons. 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands. 
That  they  may  ne'r  forget  his  works 
But  practise  his  commands. 

PSALM  78.  Second  Part.  Common  Metre. 

Israel's  rebellion  and  punishment  ;  or,  Tlie  sins  ar.rl 

chastisement*  of  God's  people. 

1  /~V  H,  what  a  stiff,  rebellious  house 
\J  Was  Jacob's  ancient  race ! 
False  to  their  own  most  solemn  vows, 

And  to  their  maker's  grace. 

2  They  broke  the  covenant  of  bis  love, 

And  did  liis  laws  despise  ; 
Forgot  th?  works  he  wrought  to  prove 
Hjs  power  before  their  eyes, 

3  They  saw  the  plagues  on  Egypt  light 

From  his  avenging  hand  : ' 
What  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
Spread  o'er  the  stubborn  land  ! 

4  They  saw  him  cleave  the  mighty  sea. 

And  march 'd  in  safety  through, 
With  watery  walls  to  guard  their  way,. 
"'Till  they  had  'scap'd  the  foe. 

5  A  wondrous  pillar  mark'd  the  road, 

Compos'd  of  shade  and  light ; 
By  day  it  prov'd  a  sheltering  cloud, 
A  leading  fire  by  night. 

6  He  from  the  rock  their  thirst  supply'd : 

The  gushing  waters  fell, 
And  ran  in  rivers  by  their  side, 
A  constant  miracle. 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  most  higb. 

And  dar'd  distrust  his  hand  : 


PSALM  LXXVIII.  15 

K  Can  he  with  bread  our  hosts  supply 

"  Amidst  tliis  desart  land  ?'* 
8  The  Lord  with  indignation  heard, 

And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flame  : 
His  terrors  ever  stand  prepar'd 

To  vindicate  his  name. 

PSALM  78.    Third  P,irt.    Common  Metre. 

The  punishment  of  luxury  and  intemperance;  or. 

cliastiiement  and  salvation. 

1  TTTHEN  brae]  sins,  the  Lord  reproves. 

VV      And  fills  their  hearts  with  dread  ; 
Yet  he  forgives  the  men  he  loves, 
And  sends  them  heavenly  bread. 

2  He  fed  them  with  a  liberal  hand, 

And  made  his  treasures  known  ; 
He  gave  the  midnight  clouds  command 
To  pour  provision  down. 

3  The  manna,  like  a  morning  shower, 

Lay' thick  around  their  feet ; 
The  corn  of  heaven,  so  light,  so  pure, 
As  though  'twere  angels'  meat. 

4  But  they  in  murmuring  language  said, 

"  Manna  is  all  our  feast ; 
"  We  loathe  this  light,  this  airy  bread  ; 
"  We  must  have  flesh  to  taste." 

5  "  Ye  shall  have  flesh  to  please  your  lust," 

The  Lord  in  wrath  reply'd  ; 
And  sent  them  quails,  like  sand  or  dust, 
Heap'd  up  from  side  to  side. 

6  He  gave  them  all  their  own  desire  ; 

And,  greedy  as  they  fed, 
His  vengeance  burnt  with  secret  fire, 
And  smote  the  rebels  dead. 

7  When  some  were  slain,  the  rest  return'd. 

And  sought  the  Lord  with  tears*; 

Under  the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn'd, 

But  soon  forgot  their  fears. 

S  Oft  he  chastis'd  and  still  forgave, 

'Till  by  his  gracious  hand 

The  nation,  he  resolv'd  to  save, 

Possessed  the  prorais'd  land. 


155  PSALM  LXXIX. 

PSALM  73.   32,  &c.  Fourth  Part.   Long  Metre. 

Backsliding  and  forgiveness  ;   or,  Sin  punished  and 
Saints  saved. 

1  f~1  RE  AT  God,  how  oft  did  Israel  prove 
VX  By  turns  thine  anger  and  thy  love  ! 
There  in  a  glass  our  hearts  may  see 
How  fickle  and  how  false  they  he. 

2  How  soon  the  faithless  Jews  forgot 

The  dreadful  wonders  God  liad  wrought .' 
Then  they  provoke  him  to  his  face, 
Nor  fear  his  power,  nor  trust  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  consumed  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain  ; 
A  tedious  march  through  unknown  ways 
Wore  out  their  strength,  and  spent  their  days. 

4  Oft,  when  they  saw  their  brethren  slain. 
They  mourn 'd  and  sought  the  Lord  again  ; 
CalPd  him  the  Rock  of  their  abode, 
Their  high  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

5  Their  prayers  and  vows  before  him  rise 
As  flattering  words  or  solemn  lies ; 
While  their  rebellious  tempers  prove 
False  to  his  covenant  and  his  love. 

6  Yet  did  his  sovereign  grace  forgive 
The  men  who  not  deserv'd  to  live  ; 

His  anger  oft  away  he  turn'd, 

Or  else  with  gentle  flame  it  burn'd. 

7  He  saw  their  flesh  was  weak  and  frail, 
He  saw  temptations  still  prevail ; 
The  God  of  Abra'm  lov'd  them  stiH, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  hill. 

PSALM  79.    Common  Metre. 
Complaint  of  a  nation,  or  of  the  Church  against  enemies. 
GOD,  attend,  while  hosts  of  foes 


o 


Thy  heritage  invade ; 
Thy  Salem  has  becoine  a  heap  ; 

Thy  house  a  ruin  made. 
Thy  sons,deny'd  a  peaceful  grave. 

Become  the  vultures'  food  ; 


PSALM  LXXIX. 

1'ueir  bodies  wolves  insatiate  tear, 
And  lions  drink  their  blood. 

3  Behold  us,  Lord,  a  remnant  sad, 

Of  peace  and  hope  forlorn, 
Of  every  mouth  the  vile  reproach, 
Of  every  eye  the  scorn. 

4  How  long  shall  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 

How  long  delay  thy  grace  ? 
How  long  thy  hapless  children  mourn 
The  hidings  of  thy  face  ? 

5  Thy  vengeance  shall  find  out  our  foes, 

Who  mock  thy  fearful  name, 
"Who  hate  thy  laws,  deride  thy  word, 
And  glory  "in  their  shame. 

6  Whilethey  thy  chosen  flock  devour, 

And  all  "our  cities  waste ; 
Forget  our  sins  and  follies  past, 
And  let  thy  mercy  haste. 

7  Help,  Lord  of  hosts,  for  Jesus'  sake, 

The  glory  of  thy  name  ; 
Cleanse  us  horn  guilt,  our  hearts  renew, 
And  wipe  away  our  shame. 

8  Why  should  our  foes  insulting  cry, 

"  Where  is  the  God  you  boast, 
This  fabled  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven, 
Your  triumph  and  jour  trust  ?" 

9  Arise,  O  God,  and  let  thy  hand 

With  awful  glory  shine  ; 
With  terror  make  our  haughty  foes 
Confess  thy  name  divine. 

10  Behold  our  blood ;  our  sighs  regard ; 

And  with  almighty  power 
Rescue  thy  saints,  condemn'd  to  die, 

And  bid  us  fear  no  more. 
1  On  them  their  fold  reproach  shall  turn, 

And  wound  with  sevenfold  scorn  ; 
While  we,  thy  flock,  thy  grace  proclaim 

To  ages,  yet  unborn. 


158  PSALM  LXXX. 

PSALM  80.    Long  Metre. 

The  Church's  prayer  under  affliction ;  or,  Tlie  Vineyard 

of  God  wasted. 

1  f^  RE  AT  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel, 
VT  Who  didst  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 
And  lead  the  tribes,  thy  chosen  sheep, 
Safe  tlu-o'  the  desart  and  the  deep  : 

2  Thy  church  is  in  the  desert  now  ; 
Shine  from  on  high,  and  guide  us  thro' ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore  ; 

We  shall  be  sav'd  and  sigh  no  more. 

3  Great  God,  whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
How  long  shall  we  lament  and  pray, 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return  ? 
How  long  shall  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 

-1  Instead  of  wine  and  cheerful  bread, 
Thy  saints  w  ith  their  own  tears  are  fed  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore ; 
"We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 
PAUSE  1. 

5  Hast  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hauds 
A  lovely  vine  in  Heathen  lauds  ? 
Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round, 
And  heavenly  dews  enrich  the  ground  : 

6  How  did  the  spreading  branches  shoot, 
And  bless  the  nations  with  the  fruit ! 
But  now,  dear  Lord,  look  down  and  see 
Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  tree. 

7  Why  is  its  beauty  thus  defae'd  ? 
Why  hast  thou  laid  her  fences  waste  ? 
Strangers  and  foes  against  her  join, 
And  every  beast  devours  thy  vine. 

.3  Return,  almighty  God,  return  ; 

Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn  : 

Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love* restore  ; 

We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 
PAUSE  2. 
9  Lord,  when  this  vine  in  Canaan  grew, 

Thou  wast  its  strength  and  glory  too  , 

Attack'd  in  vain  by  all  its  foes, 

Till  the  fair  Branch  of  promise  rose- 


PSALM  LXXXI.  150 

lU  lair  Branch,  ordain'd  of  old  to  shoot 
From  David's  stock,  from  Jacob's  root ', 
Himself  a  noli!"  Vine,  and  we 
1  be  lesser  branches  of  the  Tree. 

11  'Tis  thy  own  Son  ;  and  lie  shall  stand, 
Girt  with  thy  strength  at  thy  right  ham! ; 
Thy  first-born  Son,  adorn "d  and  blest 

"\V  ith  power  and  grace  above  the  rest, 

12  Oh  !  for  his  sake  attend  our  cry, 
Shine  on  thy  churches,  lest  they  die  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee, thy  love  restore  ; 
We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more, 

PSALM  81,  1,  8-16.  Short  Metre. 

The  warnings  of  God  to  his  people  ;  or,  Spiritual  blcs' 

sings  and  punishment?. 

1  Ci  IX  G  to  the  Lord  aloud, 
J5   And  make  a  joyful  noise  ; 

God  is  our  strength,  our  Saviour  God  ; 
Let  Israel  hear  his  voice. 

2  "  From  vile  idolatry 

"  Preserve  my  worship  clean  ; 
I  am  the  Lord  who  set  thee  free 
"  From  slavery  and  sin. 

3  "  Stretch  thy  desires  abroad, 
"  And  I'll  soppily  them  well : 

Bat  if  ye  will  refuse  your  God 

'•  If  Israel  w  ill  rebel  ; 
4  "  I'll  leave  them,"  saith  the  Lord, 

M  To  their  own  lusts  a  prey, 
And  let  them  run  the  dangerous  road, 

"  'Tis  their  own  chosen  way. 

5  "  Yet  Oh,  that  all  my  saints 

"  Would  hearken  to  my  voice  ! 
Soon  I  would  ease  then-  sore  complaint*. 
And  bid  their  hearts  rej  oice. 

6  "  While  I  d(  stroy'd  their  foes, 
"  I'd  richly  feed  my  flock  : 

a  And  they  should  taste  the  stream  that  flo^ i 
"  From  their  eternal  Rock, 


560  PSALM  LXXXIII. 

PSALM  82.  Long  Metre. 
God  the  supreme  Governor  ;  or,  Magistrates  warned. 

1  *    MOXG  th'  assemblies  of  the  great, 
x\.  A  greater  ruler  takes  liis  seat ; 
The  God  of  heaven,  as  Judge,  surveys 
Those  gods  on  earth,  and  all  their  ways. 

2  Why  will  ye  then  frame  wicked  laws  ? 
Or  why  support  th'  unrighteous  cause  ? 
"When  will  ye  once  defend  the  poor, 
That  sinners  vex  the  saints  no  more  ? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know  ; 
Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go  ; 
Their  name  of  earthly  gods  is  vain, 

For  they  shall  fall  and  die  like  men. 

4  Arise,  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 
Possess  his  universal  throne, 

And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod  ; 
He  is  our  Judge,  and  he  our  God. 

PSALM  83.  Short  Metre. 
A  complaint  againit  persecutors-. 

1  A   ND  will  the  God  of  grace 
jf\.  Perpetual  silence  keep  ? 

The  God  of  justice  hold  liis  peace, 
And  let  his  vengeance  sleep  ? 

2  Behold  what  cursed  snares 
The  men  of  mischief  spread  : 

The  men  that  hate  thy  ssints  and  thee, 
Lift  up  their  threatening  head. 

3  Against  thy  hidden  ones 
Their  counsels  they  employ  ; 

And  malice  with  her  watchful  eye, 
Pursues  them  to  destroy. 

4  The  noble  and  the  base 
Into  thy  pastures  leap  ; 

The  lion  and  the  stupid  ass 
Conspire  to  vex  the  sheep. 

5  u  Come,  let  us  join,"  they  cry, 

"  To  root  them  from  the  ground. 
"  Till  not  the  name  of  saints  remain, 
**  Nor  memory  shall  be  found. 


rSALM  LXXXI1I.  VA 

6  Awake,  Almighty  God ! 

And  call  iliy  wrath  to  miiid  ; 
Give  them  Kfce  forests  to  (he  fire, 
Or  stubble  to  the  wind. 

7  Convince  their  madness,  Lord, 
And  make  them  seek  thy  name  ; 

Or  else  their  stubborn  rage  confound, 
That  they  may  die  in  shame. 

8  Then  shall  the  nations  know 
That  glorious,  dreadful  word, 

Jehovah  is  thy  name  alone, 

And  thou  the  sovereign  Lord, 

PSALM  83.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  new  SOt/u 
A  prayer  of  the  Church  against  lier  enemies. 

1  f~\  THOU,  the  only  good,  and  great,  and  wise, 
\J  Father  of  men,  and  Lord  of  earth  and  skies, 
Thine  awful  silence  break  !  from  heaven's  far  end 
In  countless  myriads  see  thy  foes  ascend  ; 

Lust,  malice,  pride,  to  waste  thy  kingdom  arm  ; 
Fierce  swells  the  tumult,threat'ning  roars  the  storm  ! 

2  See  from  all  climes  th'  embattled  nations  roll ; 
A  world  in  arms,  and  sin  th'  inspiring  soul ! 

The  North  and  South,  the  East  and  West  combine  . 
The  prince  and  slave,  the  sage  and  savage  join  ; 
And  power,  and  wealth,  and  skill,  and  fraud  unite 
The  host  to  summon,  and  to  arm  the  right. 
|  3  Whate'er  ingenious  mischief  can  devise, 
Or  the  tongue  utter,  train'd  to  arts  and  lies, 
Or  envy  w  ish,  or  malice  fell  prepare, 
Or  atheist  hope,  or  bold  blasphemer  dare 
Thev  wish,  they  hope,  they  form,  they  dare,  the- 

try, 
And  sound  the  trump  to  combat  with  the  Sky. 
"  Unite,"  they  cry,  "  our  wisdom  and  our  power 
Xow  shall  the  name  of  God  be  heard  no  more ; 
His  word  through  earth  become  the  butt  of  scorn 
His  church  expire ;  in  dust  his  temples  mourn : 
Lost  in  eternal  night.  Messiah  lie  ; 
yi*  promise  perish,  and  his  glory  die.*) 


162  PSALM  LXXXIV. 

5  *0  thou  great  God,  before  whose  awful  ire 
The  hills  dissolve,  and  seas  and  skits  expire, 

Bow  the  high  heav'ns  ;  make  bare  th1  avenging 

arm; 
Awake  thy  thunders  ;  rouse  the  sleeping  storm ; 
Thy  lightnings  summon  to  tlie  dreadful  day, 
Nor  leave  thy  Hock  to  ravening  wolves  a  prey. 

6  As  empty  chaft'before  the  whirlwind  flies, 
In  flames  to  heaven  as  kindled  forests  rise  ; 
So  shall  the  nations  vanish  from  tliine  eye  ; 
Their  eitir  s  sink  ;  the  scattered  islands  fly  ; 

The  hard  rocks  cleave;  the  tottering  mountains 

fall, 
And  death  and  terror  rend  the  shrinking  ball.t 

7  Thro'  all  their  deep  laid  counsels  madness  send  ; 
Sin  their  foul  source,  and  misery  their  end, 
Amaz'd,  o'erthrow  n,  to  guilt  a  prey  forlorn, 
Of  shame  the  victims,  and  of  truth  the  scorn. 
Their  tears  shall  fall  ;  to  prayers  their  curses  turn , 
And,  simk  in  dust,  the  wretched  remnant  mourn. 

8  So  shall  thy  kingdom  to  new  glory  rise  ; 
Thy  children  flourish  in  indulgent  skies  ; 
From  shore  to  shore  thy  word  in  triumph  run ; 
In  every  land  thy  name  and  praise  be  one  ; 

And  the  wide  world  resound  in  wondering  strains. 
"  Supreme  o'er  heaven  and  earth  Jehovah  reigns." 

PSALM  84.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 

T/te  pleasures  of  public  worship. 

1  TTOW  pleasant, how  divinely  fair, 
XX  O  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are  ! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 

To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God  ; 
My  God,  my  King,  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee  ! 

3  The  sparrow  chooses  whereto  rest. 
And  for  her  young  provides  her  nest ; 

*  Isaiah  Ixiv.  1,3,    t  Rev.  xvi.  18— 20. 


PSALM  LXXX1V. 

But  will  my  God  to  sparrows  grant 
That  pleasure  which  bis  children  want  I 

■:  Bl<  st  are  the  saints  who  sit  on  high 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Thy  brightest  glories  shuie  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

3  Blest  are  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  "praise. 

6  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Ziou's  gate  ; 

God  is  their  strength  ;  and  thro'  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper  God. 

7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
'Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length  ; 
'Till  all  before  thy  face  appear. 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

PSALM  84.    Second  Fait.    Long  Metre. 
God  and  his  church  ;  or,  Grace  and  Glory. 

1  f^  REAT  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
\JT  The  joy,  that  from  thy  presence  springs  \ 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Excetds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun,  he  makes  our  day  ; 
God  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  the  assaults  of  hell  and  sin", 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within, 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  ; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  with-holds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

5  O  God  our  King,  thy  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey. 


Iftl  PSALM  LXXXIV. 

And  devils  at  thy  presence  flee  ; 
Blest  is  the  man  that  trusts  in  thee  . 

PSALM  84.  1,4,2,  3,  10. 

Paraphrased  in  Common  Metre. 

Delight  in  ordinances  of  worship  ;  or,  Cod  pr<  ft 

his  churclies. 
1  "jV/fY  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place, 

'Tis  heaven  to  see  his  smiling  face, 
TJio'  in  liis  earthly  courts. 

3  There  the  great  monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  power  displays  ; 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 
j  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heavenly  Dove 
Descends  and  fills  the  place  ; 
While  Christ  reveals  his  wonderous  love. 
And  sheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There, might v  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  Will; 
And  still  we  seek  thy  merey  then  , 
And  sing  thy  praises  still. 
PAUSE. 

5  My  heart  and  flesh  cry  out  for  thee, 

While  far  from  thine  abode  ; 
When  shall  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  see 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ? 
j  The  sparrow  builds  herself  a  nest, 
And  sutlers  no  remove  ; 
Oh,  make  me  like  the  sparrow  blest. 
To  dwell  but  where  I  love  ! 
7  To  sit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 
And  hear  thy  gracious  voic.-, 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternity. 
Employ'd  in  carnal  joys. 
3  Lord,  at  thy  threshold  1  would  wait. 
While  Jesus  is  within, 
:i:tlher  than  fill  a  throne  of  state. 
Or  live  in  rents  of  sin. 


PSALM  LXXXIV.  16 

-  (  .'u!l  I  command  the  spacious  land, 
And  the  more  boundli  ss  sea, 
For  one  blest  hour  at  thy  right  hand 
I'd  give  them  both  away. 

PSALM  84    Proper  Metre.    As  the  USth  Psabn. 

Longing  for  Ihe  house  of  Coif. 

IOKD  of  the  worlds  above, 
j  How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples  are  ! 
To  thine  abode 
My  heart  aspires, 
"With  warm  desires 
To  see  my  God. 

2  The  sparrow  far  htr  young, 
With  pleasure  seeks  a  nest  ; 
And  wandering  swallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  rest : 

My  spirit  faints 
V.  ith  equal  zeal, 
To  rise  and  dwell 
Among  thy  saints. 

3  O  happy  souls,  that  pray 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear  .' 
O  happy  men,  that  pay 
Their  constant  service  there  ■ 

They  praise  thee  still"; 
And  happy  they 
That  love  the  way 
To  Zion's  hill. 

4  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Thro'  this  dark  vale  of  tear ;, 

'Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
'Till  enx'h  in  heaven  appears. 

O  glorious  seat, 

When  G<x!  our  King 

Shall  thither  bring 

Our  willing  feet  I 

PAUSE. 

5  To  spend  one  sacred  day, 
Where  God  and  saints  abide, 


166  TSALM  LXXXV 

Affords  diviner  joy. 
Than  thousand  days  beside. 

Where  God  resorts, 

I  love  it  more 

To  keep  the  door 

Than  shine  in  courts. 

6  God  is  our  sun  and  shield. 
Our  light  and  our  defence  : 
With  gifts  his  hands  are  fillM, 
We  draw  our  blessings  thence. 

He  shall  bestow 
On  Jacob's  race 
Peculiar  grace, 
And  glory  too. 

7  The  Lord  his  people  loves  ; 
His  hand  no  good  withholds 
From  those  Ids  heart  approves. 
From  pure  and  pious  souls. 

Thrice  happy  he, 
O  God  of  hosts! 
Whose  spirit  trusts 
Alone  in  thee. 

PSALM  85.  1— S.   First  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Waiting  for  an  answer  to  prayer  ;  or,  Deliverance 

begun  and  completed. 

1  T    OPvB,  thou  hast  calfd  thy  grace  to  mind, 
JLi  Thou  hast  revcrs'd  our  heavy  doom  ; 

So  God  forgave  when  Israel  sinn'd, 

And  brought  his  wandering  captives  home. 

2  Thou  hast  begun  to  set  us  free. 
And  made  thy  fiercest  wrath  abate  : 
Now  let  our  hearts  be  turifd  to  thee., 
And  thy  salvation  be  complete. 

3  Revive  our  dying  graces,  Lord. 
And  let  thy  saints  in  thee  rejoice ; 
Make  known  thy  truth,  fulfil  thy  won! ; 
We  wait  for  praise  to  tune  our  voice. 

4  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  say ; 
He'll  speak,  and  give  his  people  peace  ; 
But  let  them  run  no  more  astray, 
Lest  his  returning  wrath  increase. 


PSALM  LXXXVI.  167 

PSALM  85.   Ver.  9,  &c.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Salvation  by  Christ. 

1  ci  ALVATIOX  is  forever  nigh 

J5    1  he  souls  that  fear  and  trust  the  Lord  ; 
And  grace  descending  from  on  high 
Fresh  hopes  of  glory  shall  afford. 

2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  arc  met, 

Since  Christ  the  Lord  came  down  from  heaven  ; 

By  his  obed it-nee  so  eompltte 

Justice  is  pLas'd,  and  peace  is  given. 
?.  Now  truth  and  honor  shall  ahomid, 

Religion  dwell  on  earth  again, 

And  heavenly  influence  bless  the  ground, 

In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  reign. 
4  His  righteousness  is  gone  before, 

To  give  us  free  access  to  God  ; 

Our  wandering  feet  shall  stray  no  more, 

But  mark  his  steps,  and  keep  the  road. 

PSALM  86.    Ver.  8— 13.    Common  Metre. 
A  general  song  of  praise  to  God. 


A 


MOXG  the  princes,  earthly  gods, 
"here's  none'  hath  power  divine: 


Kor  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  are  their  works,  like  thine. 

2  The  nations,  thou  hast  made,  shall  bring 

Their  ofttrings  round  thy  throne  ; 
For  thou  alone  dost  wondrous  things  ; 
For  thou  art  God  alone. 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  feet ; 

Teach  me  thy  heavenly  ways, 
And  my  poor  scattered  thoughts  unite 

In  God  my  Father's  praise, 
•t  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tongue 

Shall  those  sweet  w  onders  tell, 
How  by  thy  grace  my  sinking  soul 

Rose  from  the  deeps  of  In  II. 


163  PSALM  LXXXVIII. 

PSALM  87.    Long  Metre. 

The  church  the  biitfu'iiarc  of /he  saints  ;  or,  Jews  and 
Gentiles  united  in  the  christian  church. 

1  /~1  OD  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 

VT  Foundations  for  his  heavenly  praise  > 
He  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  well,  " 
But  still  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell 

2  His  mercy  visits  every  house 

That  pays  its  night  and  morning  vows  : 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  stay 
Where  churches  meet  to  praise  and  pray. 

3  What  glories  were  described  of  old  ! 
What  wonders  are  of  Zion  told  ! 
Thou  city  of  our  God  bt  low, 

Thy  fame  shall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

4  Egypt  and  Tyre,  the  Greek  and  Jew, 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew  ; 
Angels  and  men  shall  join  to  sing 
The  hill  where  living  waters  spring. 

5  When  God  makes  up  his  last  account 
Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
'Twill  be  an  honor  to  appear 

As  cue  new-born  or  nourished  there. 

PSALM  S3.    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 
The  sorrows  of  Christ.. 

1  f\  GOD  of  my  salvation,  hear! 
\J  My  daily  cry  attend  ! 

When  shall  1  triumph  o'er  the  grave  ? 
And  when  my  sorrows  end  ? 

2  My  life  is  number'd  with  the  dead, 

That  lost  in  silence  lie  ; 
My  strength  decays  ;  my  spirits  droop, 
And  all  my  comforts  die. 

3  Forgotten  in  the  lowest  pit, 

In  darkness  and  the  deep. 
My  heart,  the  light  of  hope  forsakes, 
My  weary  eyelids,  sleep. 
1  ShumVd  as  polluted  victims  are, 
Like  lepers,  shut  from  men, 


PSALM  LXXXVIII.  1< 

My  dearest  friends  my  footsteps  fly, 
Nor  know  my  face  again. 

5  Each  day  a  mourner  from  my  youth, 

My  tears  in  anguish  fall  ; 
No  feeling  heart  partakes  my  pain  ; 
No  ear  attends  iny  call. 

6  Tliy  wrath  hangs  heavy- o'er  my  head  ; 

Thy  terrors  round  me  burn  ; 
My  feet  are  lost  in  sorrow's  waves, 
Nor  find  a  path  to  turn. 

7  To  thee  each  morn  I  raise  myr  cry  ; 

Thy  suppliant  hear,  and  save  : 
Oh,  let  me  see  thy  smiling  face, 
And  bring  me  from  the  grave  ! 

8  Though  friend  and  lover,  near  and  dear, 

In  dark  recesses  hide ; 
Though  here  I  meet  the  darts  of  hate, 
And  bear  the  scoffs  of  pride ; 

9  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  mine  eyes^ 

For  thy  salvation,  Lord  ; 
Thy  hand  shall  save  me  from  my  foes, 
And  well  fulfil  thy  Avord.* 

PSALM  38.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Death  not  the  end  of  our  being. 

Ver.  10, 11, 12.  Paraphrased. 

See  Bishop  Home  on  these  verses. 
HALL  man,  O  God  of  light  and  life, 


S' 


Canst  thou  forget  thy  glorious  work, 

Thy  promise,  and  thy  power  to  save  ? 
i  In  death's  obscure,  oblivious  realms, 

No  truths  are  taught,  nor  wonders  shown  ; 

No  mercy  beams  to  warm  the  heart  ; 

Thy  name  unsung,  thy  grace  unknown. 
3  No  lips  proclaim  redeeming  love, 

With  praise  and  transport  in  the  sound  ; 

The  gospel's  glory  never  shines, 

And  hope  and  peace  are  never  found. 

*  Vitringn,  Bishop  Home,  &c.  interpret  this  Psalm 
according  to  the  scheme  of  the  version  here  given. 


170  I'SALM  LXXXVIII. 

4  But  in  those  silent  realms  of  night 
Shall  peace  and  hope  no  more  arise  i1 
No  future  morning  light  the  tomb, 
Nor  day-star  gild  the  darksome  skits  ? 

5  Shall  spring  the  faded  world  revive  ? 
Shall  waning  moons  their  light  return  ? 
Again  shall  setting  suns  ascend. 

And  the  lost  day  anew  be  horn  ? 

6  Shall  life  revisit  dying  worms, 

And  spread  the  joyful  insect's  wing  ? 
And  Oh,  shall  man  awake  no  more, 
To  see  thy  face,  thy  name  to  sing  ? 

7  Cease,  cease,  ye  vain  desponding  fears : 
When  Christ,  our  Lord,  from  darkness  sprang, 
Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  led, 

And  heaven  with  praise  and  wonder  rang. 
3  Him,  the  first  fruits,  his  chosen  sons 
Shall  follow  from  the  vanquish "d  grave  ; 
He  mounts  his  throne,  the  King  of  king.. 
His  church  to  quicken,  and  to  save. 

9  Faith  sees  the  bright,  eternal  doors 
Unfold,  to  make  his  children  way  ; 
They  shall  be  cloth'd  with  endless  life, 
And  shine  in  everlasting  day. 

10  The  trump  shall  sound  ;  the  dust  awake  ; 
From  the  cold  tomh  the  sluraberers  spring  ; 
Through  heaven  with  joy  their  myriads  rise, 
And  hail  their  Saviour,  and  their  King. 

PSALM  88.    Third  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Life  the  only  accepted  time. 

1  TTTHILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 

VV     Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given  ; 
But  soon,  ah  soon  !  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 

2  While  God  invites,  how  bless'd  the  day  ! 
How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound  ! 
'•  Comt',  sinners,  haste,  Oh,  haste  away. 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  he's  found." 

3  "  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing, 
Shafl  death  command  you  to  the  grave  ; 


PSALM  LXXXVIII. 

Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring;, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear,  or  save." 
A  "  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair, 
No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise  ; 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer. 
Nor  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies.*' 

5  No  wonders  to  the  dead  are  shown, 
(The  wonders  of  redeeming  love  ;) 

No  voice  his  glorious  truth  makes  known, 
Nor  sings  the  bliss  of  climes  above. 

6  Silence,  and  solitude,  and  gloom, 
In  these  forgetful  realms  appear  ; 
Deep  sorrows  fdlthe  dismal  tomb, 
And  hope  shall  never  enter  there. 

PSALM  83.    Fourth  Part.    Short  Metre. 
Solemn  thoughts  after  dangerous  sickness- 

1  o  TRETCH'D  on  the  bed  of  grief, 
O   Li  silence  long  I  lay  ; 

For  sore  disease  and  wasting  pain 
Had  worn  my  strength  away. 

2  Just  o'er  the  grave  I  hung  ; 
No  pardon  met  my  eyes  ; 

As  blessings  never  greet  the  slain,, 
And  hope  shall  never  rise. 

3  Sweet  mercy  to  my  soul 
Reveal'd  no  charming  ray  ; 

Before  me  rose  a  long,  dark  night., 
With  no  succeeding  day. 

4  I  saw,  beyond  the  tomb, 
The  awful  Judge  appear, 

Prepar'd  to  scan  with  strict  account 
My  blessings,  wasted  here. 

5  His  wrath,  like  flaming  fire, 
Bum'd  to  the  lowest  hell  ; 

[And  in  that  hopeless  world  of  woe 

He  bade  my  spirit  dwelL 
C  My  friends,  now  friends  no  more. 

At  infinite  remove, 
Left  me,  to  gain  their  rich  reward, 

And  taste  forgiving  love.     > 


172  PSALM  LXXXIX. 

7  Then  Oh,  how  vain  appear'd 
The  joys  beneath  the  sk\  '. 

Like  visions  past,  like  flowers  t Ji;>t  blow . 
When  wintry  storms  are  nigh. 

8  Howmourn'd  my  sinking  soul 
The  Sabbath's  hours  divine. 

The  day  of  grace,  that  precious  dai . 
Consum'd  in  sense  and  sin  I 

9  The  work,  the  mighty  work, 
Of  life,  so  long  deluy'd  ; 

Repentance,  yet  to  be  begun, 
Upon  a  tfying  bed  ! 

10  Then  to  the  Lord  I  pray "d. 
And  rais'd  a  bitter  cry — 

"  Hear  me,  O  God,  and  save  my  soul, 
Lest  I  forever  die." 

11  He  heard  my  humble  cry ; 
He  sav'd  my  soul  from  death  ; 

To  him  I'll  give  my  heart  and  hand*, 
And  consecrate  my  breath. 

12  Ye  sinners,  fear  the  Lord, 
While  yet  'tis  call'd  to-day  ; 

Soon  will  the  awful  voice  of  death 
Command  your  goals  away. 

13  Soon  will  the  harvest  close ; 
The  summer  soon  be  o'er  ;* 

And  soon  your  in  jur'd,  angry  God 
Will  hear  your  prayers  no  more. 

PSALM  89.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 

The  covenant  made  with  Christ  ;  or,  The  true  Davitt, 

1  TjlOREVER  shall  my  song  record 

_T     The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord  ; 
Mercy  and  truth  forever  staiul 
Like  heaven  established  by  hi  i  hand. 

2  Thus  to  his  Son  he  sware,  and  said, 

"  With  thee  my  covenant  first  was  made  : 
"  In  thee  shall  dying  sinners  live, 
"  Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 

Jer.  viS.  20. 


PSALM  LXXXIX. 

■•  Di'  thou  my  Prophet,  thou  my  Priest, 
u  Thy  ehildreu  shall  bo  ever  West ; 
"  Thou  art  my  chosen  King  ;  thy  throne 
*•  Skill  stand  eternal  like  my  own. 
"  There's  none  of  all  my  sons  above 
kl  So  much  my  image,  or  my  love  ; 
-  Celestial  powers  thy  subjects  are, 
•"  Then  what  can  eurth  to  thee  compare  ? 
u  David,  my  servant,  whom  I  chose 
•'  To  guard  my  flock,  to  crush  my  foes, 
•'  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewish  throne, 
••  Was  but  a  shadow  of  my  Son.'' 
Now  let  the  church  rejoice,  and  sing 
Jesus,  her  Saviour  and  her  King  : 
Angels  his  heavenly  wonders  show, 
And  saints  declare  his  works  below. 

PSALM  S9.    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Tlte  faithfulness  of  God. 

MY  never-ceasing  songs  shall  show 
The  mertiis  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  make  succeeding  ages  know 

How  faithful  is  his  word. 
The  sacred  truths  his  lips  pronounce 

Shall  firm  as  heaven  endure  ; 
And  if  he  speak  a  promise  once, 
Th'  eternal  grace  is  sure. 
"5  How  long  the  race  of  David  held 
The  promis'd  Jewish  throne  ! 
Cut  there's  a  nobler  covenant  seal'd 
To  David's  greater  Son. 
4  His  seed  forever  shall  possess 
A  throne  above  the  skies  ; 
The  meanest  subject  of  his  grace 
Shall  to  that  glory  rise. 
5  Lord  God  of  hosts,  thy  wondrous  ways 
Are  sung  by  saints  "above  ; 
And  saints  on" earth  their  honors  rais?- 
To  thy  unchanging  love. 


174  PSALM  LXXXIX. 

PSALM  89.  7,  &c.  Second  Part.  Common  Metre. 
The  power  ami  majesty  oJ'God;  or,  Reverential  worship. 
ITH  reverence  let  the  saints  appear, 


'W 


And  bow  before  the  Lord 
His  high  commands  with  reverence  hear. 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

2  How  terrible  thy  glories  be  ! 

How  bright  thine  armies  shine  ! 
Where  is  the  power  that  vies  with  thee  ? 
Or  truth  compar'd  with  thine  ? 

3  The  Northern  pole  and  Southern  rest 

On  thy  supporting  hand  ; 
Darkness  and  day  from  East  to  West 
Move  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  control, 

And  rule  the  boisterous  deep  ; 
Thou  uiak'st  the  steeping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  sleep. 

5  Heaven,  earth,  and  air,  and  sea  are  thine, 

And  the  dark  world  of  hell  ; 
How  did  thine  arm  in  vengeance  shine 
When  Egypt  durst  rebel ! 

6  Justice  and.judgment  are  thy  throne, 

Yet  wonderousisthy  grace  : 
While  truth  and  mercy,  joinM  in  one, 
Invite  us  near  thy  face. 
PSALM  89.    15,  &c    Third  Part.    Common  Mel i 
A  blessed  Gospel. 

1  T)  LEST  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 
_0  The  gospel's  joyful  souikI  ; 

Peace  shall  attend  the  path  they  go. 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up 

Thro'  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope. 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence. 

Strength  and  salvation  gives  : 
Israel,  thy  King  forever  reigns, 
Thy  God  forever  lives. 


PSALM  LXXXIX.  17i 

PSALM89.    19,  &c.    Fourth  Part.   Common  Metre. 

Christ's  mediatorial  kingdom ;  or,  las  divine  and  hv 

man  nature. 

1  XT  EAR  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said, 
XI  And  made  his  mercy  known  ; 

u  Sinners,  behokl  your  help  is  laid 
*  On  my  almighty  Son." 

2  Behold  the  man,  my  wisdom  chose 

Among  your  mortal  race  ; 
His  head  my  holy  oil  o'erflows, 
The  spirit  of  my  grace. 

3  High  shall  he  reign  on  David's  throne. 

My  people's  better  King ; 
My  arm  shall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
And  still  new  subjects  bring. 

4  My  truth  shall  guard  him  in  his  way 

With  mercy  by  his  side, 
While  in  my  name  thro'  earth  and  sea 
He  shall  in  triumph  ride. 

5  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God 

He  shall  forever  own  ; 
Call  me  his  Rock,  his  high  abode, 
And  I'll  support  my  Son. 

6  My  first-born  Son  array'd  in  grace 

At  my  right  hand  shall  sit ; 
Beneath  him  angels  know  their  place, 
And  monarchs  at  his  feet. 

7  My  covenant  stands  forever  fast, 

My  promises  are  strong  ; 
Firm  as  the  heavens  his  throne  shall  last. 
His  seed  endure  as  long. 

PSALM  89.    30,  &c    Fifth  Part.    Common  Metre. 

The  covenant  of  grace  unchangeable;  or,  Afflktiov.:-: 

ivithout  rejection. 

1  A7ET(saith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race, 
X    The  children  of  my  Son, 
Should  break  my  laws,  abuse  my  grace, 
Aud  tempt  mine  anger  down  ; 


176  PSALM  LXXXIX. 

2  Their  sins  I'll  visit  with  the  rod, 

Ami  make  their  folly  smart  ; 
But  I'll  not  cease  to  be  their  God, 
Nor  from  my  truth  depart* 

3  My  covenant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 

But  keep  my  grace  in  mind  ; 
And  what  eternal  love  hath  spoke, 
Eternal  truth  shall  bind. 

4  Once  have  I  sworn,  (I  need  no  more) 

And  pledg'd  my  holiness, 
To  seal  the  sacred  promise  sure 
To  David  and  his  race. 

5  The  sun  shall  see  his  offspring  rise, 

And  spread  from  sea  to  sea, 
Long  as  he  travels  round  the  skies 
To  give  the  nations  day. 

6  Sure  as  the  moon  that  rules  the  night, 

His  kingdom  shall  endure, 
'Till  the  fix'd  laws  of  shade  and  light 
Shall  be  observ'd  no  more. 

PSALM  89.    47,  &c.     Sixth  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Mortality  and  Hope. 

A  Funeral  Psalm. 

1  "Q  EMEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  state, 
XV  How  frail  our  life,  how  short  the  date  ? 
Where  is  the  man  that  draws  his  breath 
Safe  from  disease,  secure  fyom  death  ? 

2  Lord,  while  we  see  whole  nations  die, 
Our  flesh  and  sense  repine,  and  cry, 

"  Must  death  for  ever  rage  and  reign  " 
"  Or  hast  thou  made  mankind  in  vain  ? 

3  "  Where  is  thy  promise  to  the  just  ? 

"  Are  not  thy  servants  turn'd  to  dust  ?" 
But  faith  forbids  these  mournful  sighs, 
And  sees  the  sleeping  dust  arise. 

4  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful  day 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  saints  away, 
And  clears  the  honor  of  thy  word  ; 
Awake,  our  souls,  and  bless  the  f,oii?. 


PSALM  XC.  17 

PSALM  89,    47,  &c.    Last  Pan.    Proper  Metre. 
As  the  113th  Psalm. 
Life,  death,  and  the  resurrection. 
T.  fTnHINK,  mighty  Gotl,  on  feeble  man  ; 
X     How  few  his  hours,  how  short  his  span ! 
Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave  : 
Who  can  secure  his  vital  breath, 
Against  the  bold  demand  of  death, 
With  skill  to  fly  or  power  to  save  ? 
2  Lord,  shall  it  be  forever  said, 
"  The  race  of  man  was  only  made 

"  For  sickness,  sorrow  and  the  dust  ?" 
Are  not  thy  servants  day  by  day 
Sent  to  their  graves,  and  turn'd  to  clay  f 
Lord,  where's  thy  kindness  to  the  just  ? 
5  Hast  thou  notpromis'd  to  thy  Son, 
And  all  his  seed  a  heavenly  crown  ? 

But  flesh  and  sense  indulge  despair  : 
For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 
And  find  a  resurrection  them 
4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
Who  gives  his  saints  a  long  reward, 

For  all  their  toil,  reproach  and  pain  ; 
Let  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love, 
And  each  repeat  a  loud  Ameri. 

PSALM  90.    Long  Metre. 
Man  mortal,  and  God  eternal. 
A  mournful  song  at  a  funeral. 

1  rpHROUGH  every  age,  eternal  God, 

_L     Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  al>ode  : 
High  was  thy  throne  ere  heaven  was  made, 
Or  earth  thy  humble  footstool  laid. 

2  Long  hadst  thou  reign'd  ere  time  began, 
Or  dust  was  fashion'd  into  man  ; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 
When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more. 
M 


178  PSALM  XC. 

3  But  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity  ; 

Thy  dreadful  sentence,  Lord,  was  just. 
M  Return,  ye  sinners,  to  your  dust." 

4  [A  thousand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  thine  account  ; 
Like  yesterday's  departed  light, 
Or  the  last  watch  ol  ending  night.] 

PAUSE. 

5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream. 
Sweeps  us  away  ;  our  life's  a  dream  ; 
An  empty  tale  ;  a  morning  flower 
Cut  down  and  withered  in  a:i  hour. 

6  [Our  age  to  seventy  years  is  m  t  : 

How  short  the  term  !  how  frail  the  state  .' 

And  if  to  eighty  we  arrnve, 

We  rather  sigh  and  groan  than  live. 

7  But  oh,  how  oft  thy  wrath  appears. 
And  cuts  off  our  expected  years  I 
Thy  wrath  awakes  our  humble  dread  : 
We  fear  the  power  tliat  strikes  us  dead.] 

8  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man  ; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  span, 
"Till  a  wise  care  of  piety 

Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  th.ee. 

PSALM  90.    1—5.    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Man  frail,  and  God  eternal. 

1  /"\UR  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
\J  Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 

And  our  eternal  home  1 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 

Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure  ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stocri, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame. 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 

To  endless  years  the  same. 


PSALM  XC. 

4  Tby  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust, 

"Return,  ye  sons  of  nun  ;" 
All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. ' 

5  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 

Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

6  [The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood. 

With  all  their  lives  and  cares, 

A  re  earned  downward  by  the  ttoi/' 

And  lost  in  following  years. 

7  Time,  like  an  ever  rolling  stream; 

Bears  all  its  sons  away  ; 
They  fly,  forgotten  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 
3  Like  flowery  fields  the  nations  stand, 
Pleas'd  with  the  morning  light ; 
The  flowers  beneath  the  mower's  hand 
Lie  withering  ere  'tis  night.] 
9  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come. 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal. home, 

PSALM  90.    8, 11, 9, 10,  12.    Second  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

Infirmities  and  mortality  tKe  effect  of  dn  ;  or,  Lrfej 

old  age,  and  preparation  for  death. 

1  T   ORD,  if  thine  eyes  survey  our  faults, 
JLi  And  justice  grows  severe, 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  thoughts, 
And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 

2  Thine  anger  turns  our  frame  to  dust ; 

By  one  offence  to  thee, 
Adam  and  all  his  sons  have  lost 
Their  immortality. 

3  Life  like  a  vain  amusement  Hies, 

A  fable  or  a  song  ; 
By  swift  degrees  our  nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  be  long. 


ISO  PSALM  XC. 

4  'Tis  but  a  few  whose  clays  amount 

To  threescore  years  and  ten  ; 
And  all,  beyond  that  short  account. 
Is  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain. 

5  [Our  vitals  with  laborious  strife 

Bear  up  the  crazy  load, 
And  drag  these  poor  remains  of  life 
Along  the  tiresome  road.] 

6  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  love, 

And  not  thy  wrath  alone  ; 
Oh,  let  our  sweet  experience  prove 
The  mercies  of  thy  throne ! 

7  Our  souls  would  learn  the  heavenly  art 

T'  improve  the  hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  act  the  Miser  part, 
And  live  beyond  the  grave. 
PSALM  90.   13.  &c.    Third  Part.    Common  Metre 
Breathing  after  Heaven. 

1  TJ  ETURN,  O  God  of  love,  return  ; 
XV  Earth  is  a  tiresome  place  ; 

How  long  shall  we,  thy  children,  mourn 
Our  absence  from  thy  face  ? 

2  Let  heaven  succeed  our  painful  years, 

Let  sin  and  sorrow  cease  ; 
And  in  proportion  to  our  tears 
So  make  our  joys  increase. 
S  Thy  wonders  to  thy  servants  show, 
Make  thy  own  work  complete  ; 
Then  shall  our  souls  thy  glory  know, 
And  own  thy  love  was  great. 
4  Then  shall  we  shine  before  thy  throne 
In  all  thy  beauty,  Lord  ; 
And  the  poor  service  we  have  done 
Meet  a  divine  reward. 

PSALM  90.    5,  10, 12.    Short  Metre. 
The  frailty  and  shortness  of  life. 
I  T   ORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 

JL J  Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ? 
Our  life  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 

Tliat  scarce  deserves  the  name  .' 


PSALM  XCI. 

2  Alas,  the  brittle  clay, 
That  built  our  body  first ! 

Aiul  every  month  and  every  day 
'Tis  mouldering  back  to  dust. 

3  Our  moments  fly  apaeti, 
Nor  will  our  minutes  stay  ; 

Just  like  a  Hood  our  hasty  days 
Are  sweeping  us  away. 

4  Well,  if  our  days  must  fly, 
We'll  keep  their  end  in  sight, 

We'll  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 

5  They'll  waft  us  sooner  o'er 
This  life's  tempestuous  sea  ; 

Soon  we  shall  reach  the  peaceful  shore 
Of  blest  eternity/ 

PSALM  91.    1,  7.    First  Pat.     Long  Metre. 
Safety  in  public  diseases  and  dangers. 

1  TJE,  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God, 
XJL  Shall  find  a  most  secure  abode  ; 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  shade, 
And  there  at  night  shall  rest  his  head. 

2  Then  will  I  say,  "  My  God,  thy  power 
"  Shall  lie  my  fortress  and  my  tower  : 
"  I  that  am  form'd  of  feeble  dust 

"  Make  thine  almighty,  arm  my  trust." 

3  Thrice  happy  man  !  thy  Maker's  care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  fowler's  snare  ; 
Satan  the  tempter  who  betrays 
Unguarded  souls  a  thousand  ways. 

4  Just  as  a  hen  protects  her  brood 

From  birds  of  prey,  that  seek  their  blood , 
Under  her  feathers,  so  the  Lord 
Makes  his  own  arm  his  people's  guard. 

5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  consjiire 
To  dart  a  pestilential  fire, 

God  is  their  life  ;  his  wings  are  spread 
To  shield  them  with  an  healthful  shade. 

6  If  vapors  with  malignant  breath 

Rise  thick,  and  scatter  midnight  death. 


182  PSALM  XCI. 

Israel  is  safe  :  The  poison'd  air 
Grows  pure,  if  Israel's  God  be  there. 
PAUSE. 

7  What  though  a  thousand  at  thy  side. 
At  thy  right  hand  ten  thousand,  died  ; 
Thy  God  his  chosen  people  saves 
Among  the  dead,  amid  the  graves. 

8  So  when  he  sent  his  angel  down, 
To  make  his  wrath  in  Egypt  known, 
And  slew  their  sons,  his  careful  eye 
Past  all  the  doors  of  Jacob  by. 

9  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  sword, 
Receive  commission  from  the  Lord, 
To  strike  his  saints  among  the  rest, 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are  blest, 

10  The  sword,  the  pestilence,  or  fire, 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  best  desire  : 
From  sins  and  sorrows  set  them  free, 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord,  to  thee. 

PSALM  91.    9, 16.    Second  Fait.    Common  Metre. 

Protection  from  death,  guard  of  Angels,  victory  and 

deliverance. 

1  "\7"E  sons  of  men,  a  feeble  race  ! 

X      Expos'd  to  every  snare, 
Come,  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling-place, 
And  try  and  trust  his  care. 

2  No  ill  shall  enter  where  you  dwell ; 

Or  if  the  plague  come  nigh, 
And  sweep  the  wicked  down  to  hell, 
'Twill  raise  his  saints  on  high. 

3  He'll  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 

Your  feet  in  all  their  ways  ; 
To  watch  your  pillow  while  you  sleep, 
And  guard  your  happy  days. 

4  Their  hands  shall  bear  you  lest  you  fall, 

And  dash  against  the  stones  : 

Are  they  not  servants  at  his  call, 

And  sent  t'  attend  his  sons  ? 

5  Adders  and  lions  ye  shall  tread  ; 

The  tempter's  wiles  defeat ; 


PSALM  XCII. 

For  he,  that  broke  the  serpent's  head, 
Puts  him  beneath  your  feet. 

6  "  Because  on  me  they  set  their  love, 

'•  I'll  save  them(snith  the  Lord) 
'•  1*11  bear  their  joyful  souls  above. 
"  Destruction,  and -the  sword. 

7  "  My  grace  shall  answer  when  they  call  ; 

"  In  trouble  I'll  be  nigh  ; 
"  My  power  shall  help  them  when  they  fall, 
"  And  raise  them  when  they  die. 

8  "  Those  that  on  earth  my  name  have  known, 

"  I'll  honor  them  in  heaven  ; 
"  There  my  salvation  shall  be  shown, 
K  And  endless  life  be  given." 

PSALM  92.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
A  Psahnfcr  tlic  Lords  Day. 

1  CJ  WEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
J5  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing; 
To  shew  thy  love  by  morning  light, 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
Oh,  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  ! 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Loro, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  ; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  J 
How  deep  thy  counsels  !  how  divine  I 

4  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughts  so  high  ; 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die ; 
Like  grass  they  flourish,  'till  thy  breath 
Blast  them  in  everlasting  death*. 

5  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refin'd  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

6  Sin  (my  worst  enemy  before) 
Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more ; 
My  inward  foes  shall  all  be  slain, 
Nor  Satan  break  my  peace  again. 


184  PSALM  XCIIi. 

7  Then  sh;Ul  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desir'd  or  wish'd  below  ; 
And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

PSALM  92.  12,  &e.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 

The  Church  is  the  Garden  of  God. 

1  T    ORD,  tis  a  pleasant  thing,  to  stand 
J_j  In  gardens  planted  by  thy  hand  ; 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  seen, 
Like  a  young  cedar  fresh  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  saints  in  faith  and  love, 
Blest  with  thine  influence  from  above  ; 
Not  Lebanon,  with  all  its  trees, 
Yields  such  a  comely  sight  as  these. 

3  The  plants  of  grace  shall  ever  live  ; 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  must  thrive.) 
Time,  that  doth  all  things  else  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flourish  strong  and  fair. 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  shew, 
The  Lord  is  holy,j list  and  true  : 
None,  that  attend  his  gates,  shall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

PSALM  93.    Long  Metre. 

Tlve  eternal  and  sovereign  God. 

1  T  EHOVAH  reigns :  he  dwells  in  light, 
1 1      Girded  with  majesty  and  might  : 
The  world,  en  ated  by  his  hands, 

Still  on  its  first  foundation  stands. 

2  But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made, 
Or  had  its  first  foundations  laid, 

Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 
Thyself  the  ever-living  God. 

3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rise, 
And  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies  : 
Vain  floods,  that  aim  their  rage  so  high  ? 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  Forever  shall  thy  throne  endure  ; 
Thy  promise  stands  forever  sure  .; 


PSALM  XCIII.  185 

And  everlasting  holiness 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 

PSALM  93.    Proper  Metre.    As  tlic  old  50th. 

1  np  HE  Lord  of  glory  reigns  ;  he  reigns  on  high  ; 

JL     His  robes  of  state  are  strength  and  majesty  : 
This  wide  creation  rose  at  his  command. 
Built  by  bis  word,  and  'stablish'd  by  his  hand  : 
Long  stood  liis  throne  ere  he  began  creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead  is  die  firm  foundation. 

2  God  is  th'  eternal  King  :  thy  foes  in  vain 
Raise  their  rebellions  to  confound  thy  reign: 
In  vain  the  storms,  in  vain  the  floods  arise, 
And  roar,  and  toss  their  waves  against  the  skies  ; 
Foaming  at  heaven  they  rage  with  wild  commotion. 
But  heaven's  high  arches  scorn  the  swelling  ocean  ; 

3  Ye  tempests  rage  no  more  ;  ye  floods  be  still, 
And  the  mad  world  submissive  to  his  will ; 
Built  on  his  truth, his  church  must  ever  stand  ; 
Firm  are  his  promises  and  strong  his  hand  : 

Se    his  own  sons  when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bo    at  his  footstool,  and  with  fear  adore  him. 

PSALM  93.  Proper  Metre.    As  tlie  old  122c?. 

1  np  HE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 

J.     And  royal  state  maintains, 
His  head  with  awful  glories  crown'd  ; 

Array'd  in  robes  of  light. 

Begirt  with  sovereign  might, 
And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  world  securely  stands, 

And  sides  and  stars  obey  thy  word  ; 

Thy  throne  was  fix'd  on  high 

Before  the  starry  sky  : 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  In  vain  the  noisy  crowd, 
Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 

Against  thine  empire  rage  and  roar : 

In  vain  with  angry  spite 

The  surly  nations  fight, 
And  dash  like  waves  against  the  shove. 


183  PSALM  XCIV. 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 
And  all  their  powers  engage, 

Let  swelling  tides  assault  the  sky  : 

The  terrors  of  thy  frown 

Shall  beat  their  madness  down  : 
Thy  throne  forever  stands  on  high. 

5  Thy  promises  are  true, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new  ; 

There  fix'd,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove : 

Thy  saints  with  holy  fear 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 

PSALM  94.    1,2,7—14.    First  Part.    Com.  Metre. 

Saints  chastised  and  sinners  destroyed  ;  or,  Instructive 
afflictions. 

1  £~\  GOD,  to  whom  revenge  belongs, 
V/  Proclaim  thy  wrath  aloud ; 

Let  sovereign  power  redress  our  wrongs, 
Let  justice  smite  the  proud. 

2  They  say, "  the  Lord  nor  sees  nor  hears ;" 

When  will  the  fools  be  wise  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  ears  ? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their  eyes  ? 

3  He  knows  their  impious  thoughts  are  vain, 

And  they  shall  feel  his  power  ; 
His  wrath  shall  pierce  their  souls  with  paiu 
In  some  surprising  hour. 

4  B  lit,  if  thy  saints  deserve  rebuke, 

Thou  hast  a  gentler  rod  ; 
Thy  providences  and  thy  book 
Shall  make  them  know  their  God. 

5  Blest  is  the  man,  thy  hands  chastise. 

And  to  liis  duty  draw  ; 
Thy  chastenings  make  thy  children  wise. 
When  they  forget  thy  law. 

6  But  God  will  ne'er  cast  offhis  saints, 

Nor  his  own  promise  break  : 
He  pardons  his  inheritance 
For  their  Redeemer's  sake. 


PSALM  XCV.  187 

PSALM  94.    16—23.    Second  Part.    Com.  Metre. 

God  our  support  and  comfort. ;  or,  Deliverance  from 
temptation  and  persecution. 

1  "VI 7"  HO  will  arise  and  plead  my  right 

W       Against  my  numerous  foes, 
While  earth  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
And  all  my  hopes  oppose  ? 

2  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  rock,  my  help, 

Sustain'd  my  fainting  head," 
My  life  had  now  in  silence  dwelt, 
My  soul  among  the  dead. 

3  "  Alas  my  sliding  feet !"  I  cry'd 

Thy  promise  was  my  prop  ; 
Thy  grace  stood  constant  by  my  side, 
Thy  Spirit  bore  me  up. 

4  While  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 

Within  my  bosom  roll. 
Thy  boundless  love  forgives  my  faults, 
Thy  comforts  cheer  my  souL 

5  Powers  of  iniquity  may  rise, 

And  frame  pernicious  laws ; 
But  God,  my  refuge,  rules  the  skies, 
He  will  defend  my  cause. 

6  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aloud, 

Let  bold  blasphemers  scoff; 
The  Lord  our  God  shall  judge  the  proud, 
And  cut  the  sinners  off. 

PSALM  95.    Common  Metre, 

A  Psalm  before  Prayer. 

1  CJ ING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 
J^  And  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 
When  Ids  salvation  is  our  theme, 

Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 

And  psalms  of  honor  sing : 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 

How  mean  their  natures  stem, 


188  PSALM  XCV. 

Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below, 
When  once  compared  with  him. 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep 

Lies  in  his  spacious  hand  ; 
He  fix'd  the  sea  what  Ixiunds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  must  stand. 

5  Come,  and  v  it.h  humble  souls  adore, 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face  ; 
Oh,  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  Ids  grace ! 

6  Now  is  the  time  ;  he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  request ; 
Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  swear, 
"  Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest." 

PSALM  95.    Short  Metre. 
A  psalm  before  Sermon. 

1  fl  OM  ;•:,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
V_>>   And  hymns  of  glory  sing : 

Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknown  : 
He  gave  the  seas  their  bound ; 

The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own. 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne, 
Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  : 

We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own, 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To  day  attend  his  voice, 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  your  ears  refuse 
The  language  of  his  grace, 

And  hearts  grow  hard  like  stubborn  Jews. 
That  unbelieving  race, 

6  The  Lord  in  vengeance  drest 
Will  lift  his  hand  and  swear. 

"  Ye  that  despise  my  promis'd  rest, 
**  Shall  have  no  portion  there." 


PSALM  XCVI.  189 

PSALM  95.    1,2,3,6-11.    Long  Metre. 
Caiman  lost  through  unbelief;  or,  A  warning  to  delay- 
ing sinners. 

1  /"l  OME,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise 
\j   A  sacred  song  of  solemn  praise  ; 
God  is  a  sovereign  king :  rehearse 
His  honor  in  exalted  verse. 

2  Come,  let  our  souls  address  the  Lord, 
Who  fram*d  our  natures  with  his  word ; 
He  is  our  Shepherd ;  we  the  sheep 

His  mercy  chose,  bis  pastures  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to  day, 
The  counsels  of  his  love  obey ; 
Nor  let  our  harden'd  hearts  renew 
The  sins  and  plagues  that  Israel  knew. 

4  Israel,  that  saw  his  works  of  grace, 
Tempted  their  Maker  to  his  face  ; 
Provok'd  the  vengeance  of  his  rod, 
And  tir"d  the  patience  of  their  God. 

5  Thus  saith  the  Lord,  "  how  false  they  prove .' 
"  Forget  my  power ;  abuse  my  love ; 

"  Since  they  despise  my  rest,  I  swear, 
"  Their  feet  shall  never  enter  there." 

6  [Look  back,  my  soul,  with  holy  dread, 
And  view  those  ancient  rebels  dead  ; 
Attend  the  ofter'd  grace  to  day, 

Nor  lose  the  blessing  by  delay. 

7  Seize  the  kind  promise,  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Zion's  heavenly  gates  ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  rest ; 
Obey,  and  be  forever  blest.] 

PSALM  96.  l,10,&c.    Common  Metre. 
ChrisCs  first  and  second  coming. 
1   Q ING  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 
^  Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue  ; 
His  new  discover'd  grace  demands 

A  new  and  nobler  song. 
Say  to  the  nations,  Jesus  reigns, 

God's  own  almighty  Son  ; 
His  power  the  sinking  world  sustains, 
And  grace  surrounds  his  throne. 


190  PSALM  XCVI. 

3  Let  heaven  proclaim  the  joyful  day ; 

Joy  thro'  the  earth  be  seen ; 

Let  cities  shine  in  bright  array, 

And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 

4  Let  an  unusual  joy  surprise 

The  Islands  of  the  sta  : 
Ye  mountains,  sink  ;  ye  rallies,  rise ; 
Prepare  the  Lord  Ids  way. 

5  Behold  he  comes  !  he  comes  to  bless 

The  nations  as  their  God  ; 
To  shew  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  send  his  truth  i.broad. 

6  But  when  his  voice  shall  raise  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near, 
How  will  the  guilty  nations  dread, 
To  see  their  Judge  apj>ear ! 

PSALM  96.    As  the  U3th  Psalm. 

The  God  of  the  Gentiles. 

1  X   ET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 
JLj  To  sing  the  choicest  psalm  of  praise, 

To  sing  and  bless  Jehovah's  name  : 
His  glory  let  the  heathen  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  show, 

And  all  his  saving  works  proclaim. 

2  The  heathen  know  thy  glory,  Lord ; 
The  wondering  nations  read  thy  word ; 

In  these  far  climes  Jehovah's  known  : 
Our  worship  shall  no  more  be  paid 
To  gods  which  mortal  hands  have  made  ; 

Our  Maker  is  our  God  alone. 

3  He  fram'd  the  globe,  he  built  the  sky  ; 
He  made  the  shining  worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory  there  : 
His  beams  are  majesty  and  light ; 
His  beauties,  how'divmely  bright ! 

His  temple,  how  divinely  fair ! 

4  Come,  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  feel  his  saving  power. 

And  barbarous  nations  fear  his  name 


TSALM  XCVII.  191 

l'litn  shall  the  race  of  man  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness, 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 
PSALM  97.  1—5.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Christ  reigning  in  heaven,  ami  coming  to  judgment, 

1  TJK  reigns ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns ! 
XX  Praise  him  in  evangelic  strains  : 

Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice  ; 
And  distant  inlands  .join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  counsels  and  unknown, 
Hut  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne  ; 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
Justice  is  their  eternal  grotuid. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo,  he  comes  ! 
Shakes  the  wide  earth,  and  cleaves  the  to*.bs; 
Before  him  burns  devouring  tire, 

The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire. 

4  His  enemies,  With  sore  dismay, 

Fly  from  the  sight,  and  shun  the  day : 
Then  lift  your  beads,  ye  saints,  on  high, 
And  sing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 

PSALM  97.    6—9.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Christ's  incarnation. 

1  rp  HE  Lord  is  come  ;  the  heavens  proclaim 

X     His  birth  ;  the  nations  learn  his  name  ; 
An  unknown  star  directs  the  road 
Of  Eastern  sages  to  their  God. 

2  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  skies, 
Go,  worship  where  the  Saviour  lies  : 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below. 

3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 

And  their  own  worshippers  confound  ; 
Let  Judah  shout,  Let  Zion  sing, 
And  earth  confess  her  sovereign  King. 
PSALM  97.    Third  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Grace  and  glory. 

TH'  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  lugh 
O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  skv  ; 


192  PSALM  XCVII. 

Though  clouds  and  darkness  veil  his  feet. 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy  seat. 

2  O  ye,  that  love  his  holy  name, 
Hate  every  work  of  sin  and  shame  : 
He  guards  the  souls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  snares  of  hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown  ; 
Those  glorious  seeds  shall  spring  and  rise. 
And  the  bright  harvest  bless  our  eyes. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 
The  sacred  honors  of  the  Lord, 
None  but  the  soul  that  feels  his  grace, 
Can  triumph  in  his  holiness. 

PSALM  97.    1,  3,  5—7, 11.    Common  Metre, 
Christ's  incarnation  and  the  last  judgment. 

1  "\7"E  nations  round  the  northern  sea, 

X    Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns : 

His  word  like  tire  prepares  his  way, 

And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 

2  His  presence  sinks  the  proudest  hills, 

And  makes  the  vallies  rise  ; 
The  humble  soul  enjoys  his  smiles  ; 
The  haughty  sinner  dies. 

3  The  heavens  his  rightful  power  proclaim  ; 

The  idol  gods  around 
Fill  their  own  worshippers  with  shame, 
And  totter  to  the  ground. 

4  Adoring  angels  at  his  birth 

Make  the  Redeemer  known, 
Thus  shall  he  come  to  judge  the  earth. 
And  angels  guard  his  throne. 

5  His  foes  shall  tremble  at  the  sight, 

And  hills  and  seas  retire  : 
His  children  take  their  unknown  flight. 
And  leave  the  world  on  fire. 

6  The  seeds  of  joy  and  glory,  sown 

For  saints  in  darkness  here, 
Shall  rise  and  spring  in  worlds  unknown. 
And  a  rich  harvest  bear. 


PSALM  XCIX. 

PSALM  98.  First  Pert.    Common  Metre. 

Prahc fur  thegosjjel. 

1  rir\  O  our  nlmighty  Maker,  God, 

JL     New  honors  be  addrest ; 
His  gi-eat  salvation  shines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  blest. 

2  He  spake  the  word  to  Abraham  first ; 

His  truth  fulfils  the  grace  ; 
The  Gentiles  make  his  name  their  trust, 
And  team  his  righteousness. 

3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim 

With  all  her  different  tongues  ; 
And  spread  the  honors  cf  his  name 
In  melody  and  songs. 

PSALM  98.    Second  Part.    Common  Metre. 

T/ie  Messiah's  coming  and  kingdom. 

1  "TOY  to  the  world  ;  the  Lord  is  come  ; 
«J    Let  earth  receive  her  king ; 

Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  ;  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 

"Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocksj  hills  and  plains. 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  Xo  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

PSALM  99.    First  Part.    Short  Metre. 
Christ's  kingdom  and  majesty. 
1  np  HE  God,  Jehovah ,  reigns, 
_L     Let  all  the  nations  fear  ; 
Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 
Ajid  saints  be  humbled  there. 
N 


194  PSALM  C. 

2  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  reigns, 
Let  earth  adore  its  Lord  ; 

Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  stand,. 
And  swift  fulhlhis  word. 

3  In  Zion  is  Ids  throne  ; 
His  honors  are  divine  ; 

His  church  shall  make  his  wonders  known. 
For  there  his  glories  shine. 

4  How  holy  is  his  name  ! 
How  terrible  his  praise  ! 

Justice,  and  truth,  and  judgment  join, 
In  all  his  works  of  grace. 
PSALM  99.     Second  Part.    Short  Mi  ire. 
A  holy  God  worshipped  with  reverence. 

1  T^  XALT  die  Lord  our  God, 

Fi   And  worship  at  lus  feet ; 
His  ways  are  wisdom,  power,  and  truth. 
And  mercy  is  his  seat. 

2  When  Israel  was  his  church, 
When  Aaron  was  his  priest, 

When  Moses  cry'd,  when  Samuel  prav  \\. 
He  gave  his  people  rest. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  sins. 
Nor  would  destroy  their  race  ; 

And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known 
When  they  abus'd  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord,  our  God  ; 
His  grace  is  still  the  same  ; 

Still  he's  a  God  of  holiness, 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 
PSALM  100.    Long  Metre.    A  plain  translation 
Praise  to  our  Creator. 

1  "\7"E  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 

\    Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  King  ; 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice, 
Witli  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God  ;  'tis  he  alone 
Doth  life,  and  breath,  and  being  give  : 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own  : 
The  sheep  that  on  hi«  pastures  live 


PSALM  C.  1<?5 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  .joy, 
Willi  praises  to  his  courts  repair  ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  tiiere, 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind, 
Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  men  shall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

PSALM  100.    Long  Metre.    A  paraphrase* 

1  "V^E  sons  of  men,  in  God  rejoice, 

\      From  land  to  land  his  name  adore  ; 
Let  earth,  with  one  united  voice, 
Resound  his  praise  from  every  shove. 

2  Nations  attend  hefore  his  throne 
With  solemn  fear,  with  sacred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

3  His  sovereign  power  without  our  aid 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  fornvd  us  men  ; 

And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  strafe!. 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

4  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 
Our  souls, and  all  our  mortal  frame  : 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

5  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs . 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise ; 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

6  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 
Vast  as  eternity'  thy  love  ; 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

PSALM  100.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  1 ' 
A  general  song  of  praise. 
INTG  to  the  Lord  most  high ; 


'S 


Let  every  land  adore 
With  grateful  voice  make  kno"  >> 
His  goodnpss  and  his  power. 


196  PSALM  Cf. 

Let  cheerful 

Declare  iiis  ways, 
Ami  let  his  praise 
Inspire  your  tongues. 

2  Enter  his  courts  with  joy  ; 
With  fear  address  the  Lord  , 
He  form'd  us  with  his  hand. 
And  quicken'd  by  his  word. 

With  wide  command 
He  spreads  his  sway 
O'er  every  sea, 
And  every  land. 

3  His  hands  provide  our  food. 
And  every  blessing  give  ; 
We  feed  upon  his  car;. , 
And  in  his  pastures  live. 

With  cheerful  songs 
Declare  Iris  ways,  ' 
And  let  his  praise 
Inspire  your  tongues. 

4  Good  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
His  truth  and  mercy  sure  ; 
While  earth  and  heaven  shall  last. 
Iiis  promises  endure. 

With  bounteous  hand 
He  spreads  his  sway 
O'er  every  sea, 
And  every  land. 

PSALM  101.    Long  Metro. 

The  Magistrate's  Psalm. 

\  ~\  TERCY  and  judgment  are  my  song  ; 
_1VjL  And  since  they  both  to  thee  belong. 
My  gracious  God, my  righteous  King, 
To  thee  my  songs  and  vows  I'll  bring. 

2  If  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  sword, 

I'll  take  my  counsels  from  thy  word  ; 
Thy  justice  and  thy  heavenly  grace 
Shall  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

3  Let  wisdom  all  my  actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God  with  me  reside  : 


PSALM  CI.  197 

No  wicked  thing  shall  dwell  A\ith  mc, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jealousy. 

4  No  sons  of -.lander,  rage  and  strife, 
Shall  be  companions  of  ray  lite ; 
The  haughty  look,  the  heart  of  pride 
Within  my  doors  shuil  ne*<  r  abide. 

5  [I'll  search  the  land,  and  raise  the  just 
To  posts  of  Honor,  wealth  and  trust : 
The  men  that  work  thy  holy  will 
Shall  he  my  friends  and  favorites  still.] 

6  In  vain  shall  sinners  hope  to  rise 
1'y  flattering  or  malicious  lies  ; 
And  while  the  innocent  I  guard, 
The  bold  offender  shan't  he  spar'd, 

7  The  impious  crew  (that  factious  lxind) 
Shall  hide  their  heads,  or  quit  the  land, 
And  all,  that  break  the  public  rest, 
Where  I  have  power  shall  be  sopprext. 

PSALM  101.    Common  Metre. 
A  Psalm  fair  a  Master  of  a  family. 

1  /"vF  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing, 
\J  And  pay  my  God  my  vows  : 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  heavenly  King, 

leach  me  to  rule  my  houss. 

2  Xow  to  my  tent,  O  God,  repair, 

And  make  thy  servantrose  : 

I'll  softer  nothing  near  me  there, 

That  shall  offend  thine  eyes. 

3  The  man  that  doth  his  neighbor  wrong 

By  falsehood  or  by  force, 
The  scornful  eye,  the  slanderous  tongue, 
I'll  thrust  them  from  my  doors. 

4  I'll  seek  the  faithful  and  the  jest, 

And  will  their  help  enjoy  ; 
These  are  the  friends,  that  I  shall  trui  . 
The  servants  I'll  employ. 

5  The  wretch  that  deals  in  sly  deceit, 

I'll  not  endure  a  night ; 
The  liar's  tongue  I'll  ever  hate. 
And  banish  from  my  sight. 


198  PSALM  CII. 

6  I'll  purge  my  family  around, 
And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
So  shall  ray  house  he  ever  found, 
A  dwelling  fit  for  thee. 

PSALM  102.  1—13,20,21.     First  Part.     Com.  Met. 
A  prayer  for  the  afflicted. 

1  TT EAR  me,  O  Cod,  nor  hide  thy  face,, 
II    But  answer,  lest  I  (lie  : 

Hast  thou  not  built  a  throne  of  grace 
To  hear  when  sinners  cry  ? 

2  My  clays  are  wasted  like  the  smoke 

Dissolving  in  the  air  : 
My  strength  is  dry'd,  my  heart  is  brokf;, 
And  sinking  in  despair. 

3  My  spirits  flag,  like  withering  grass, 

Burnt  with  excessive  heat  ; 
In  secret  groans  my  minutes  pass, 
And  I  forget  to  eat. 

4  As  on  some  lonely  building's  top 

The  sparrow  t<  lis  her  moan. 
Far  from  the  tents  of  joy  and  hope 
I  sit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  soul  is  like  a  wil-1 

Where  beasts  of  midnight  howl  ; 

There  the  sad  raven  finds  her  place, 

And  there  the  screaming  owl. 

6  Dark,  dismal  thoughts  and  boding  fear? 

Dwell  in  my  troubled  breast  ; 
While  sharp  reproaches  wotuid  my  ears^ 
Nor  give  my  spirit  rest. 

7  My  cup  is  mingled  with  my  woes, 

And  tears  are  my  repast ; 
My  daily  bread  like  ashes  grows, 
Unpleasant  to  mj  taste. 

8  Sense  can  aftbrd  no  real  joy 

To  souls  that  fee!  thy  frown  ; 
Lord,  'twas  thy  hand  advane'd  me  high  ; 
Thy  hand  hath  cast  me  down.' 
J  My  looks  like  withered  leaves  appear ; 
And  life's  declining  light 


PSALM  CII.  199 

Qrows  faint  as  evening  shadows  are^ 

That  vanish  into  night. 
tfl  But  thou  for  ever  art  the  same, 

O  aiy  eternal  God  1 
Ages  to  come  shall  know  thy  nam'-, 

And  spread  thy  works  abroad. 

11  Thou  wilt  arise,  and  shew  thy  face, 

Nor  will  my  Lord  delay 
Beyond  th'  appointed  hour  of  grace, 
That  long  expected  day. 

12  He  hears  his  saints,  he  knows  their  cry, 

And  by  mysterious  ways 
Redeems  the  prisoners  doom'd  to  die, 
And  tills  their  tongues  with  praise. 

PSALM  103.    13—21.    Second  Part.    Com.  Met. 
Prayer  heard  and  Zlon  restored. 

1  T    ET  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice  ; 

I  a  Behold  the  promis'd  hour ! 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice, 
And  comes  t'  exalt  his  power. 

2  Her  dust  and  ruins  that  remain 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes  : 

Those  ruins  shall  be  built  again, 

And  all  that  dust  shall  rise. 

3  The  Lord  will  raise  Jerusalem, 

And  stand  in  glory  there  : 
Nations  shall  bow  before  his  name, 
And  kings  attend  with  fear. 

4  He  sits  a  sovereign  on  his  throne, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes : 
He  hears  the  dying  prisoners  groan, 
And  sees  their  sighs  arise. 

5  He  frees  the  souls  condemn'd  to  death  ; 

And  when  his  saints  complain, 
It  shan't  be  said,  '•'  that  praying  breath 
K  Was  ever  spent  in  vain." 

6  This  shall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 

And  left  on  long  record, 
That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read* 
And  trust  and  praise  the  Lord* 


^00  PSALM  cm. 

PSALM  102.    23—28.    Third  Part.    Long  Metiv. 

Man's  mortality,  and  Christ's  eternity ;  or,  Saints  (lie, 
but  Christ  anil  the  church  live. 


I 


Weakens  our  strength  amid  the  race  : 
Disease  and  death  at  his  command 
Arrest  us,  and  cut  short  our  days. 

2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 
Nor  let  our  sun  go  down  at  noon : 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day, 
And  must  thy  children  die  so  soon  ? 

3  Yet  in  the  midst  of  death  and  grief, 
This  thought  our  sorrow  shall  assuage  ; 
"  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  : 

"  Christ  is  the  same  thro'  every  age. 

4  '  Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 
Heaven  is  the  huildingof  his  hand  ; 

This  earth  grows  old,  these  heavens  shall  fade, 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  starry  curtains  of  the  sky 
Like  garments  shall  be  laid  aside  ; 

But  still  thy  throne  stands  firm  and  high  ; 
Thy  church  forever  must  abide. 

6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  shall  live, 
And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign  ; 
This  dying  world  shall  they  survive, 
And  the  dead  saints  be  rais'd  again. 

PSALM  103.  1—7.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Blessing  God  far  his  goodness  to  soul  ami  body. 

1  TjLK.SS.  O  my  soul,  the  living  God  ; 

_0   Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad  , 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace  ; 
Kis  favors  claim  thy  highest  praise  : 
Why  should  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
B   lost  in  silence,  and  forgot  ? 

3  *Tishe,  my  soul,  that  sent  his  Son 

To  die  for  crones,  which  thou  hast  done  ; 


I'aALM  CIII.  501 

i  le  owns  the  ransom,  and  forgives 
The  liourly  follus  of  our  lives. 

4  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 

And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  fa  N  : 
Redeems  the  sou]  from  In  11,  and  saves 
Our  wasting  life  from  threatening  graves. 

5  Our  youth  decay'dhis  power  repairs ; 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years : 
He  satisfies  our  mouth  with  good, 
And  rills  our  hopes  with  heavenly  food. 

6  He  sees  th'  oppressor  and  th'  opprest, 
And  often  gives  the  sufferer  rest ; 
But  will  his  justice  more  display- 
In  the  last,  great,  rewarding  day. 

7  His  power  he  shew'd  by  Moses'  hands, 
And  ga\t  to  Israel  his  commands  : 
But  sent  his  truth  and  mercy  down 
To  all  the  nations  by  his  Son. 

8  Let  the  whole  earth  his  power  confess  ; 
Lt  t  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace  ; 
The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  shall  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine.] 

PSALM  103.  8— 18.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 

God's  gentle  c/iastisement ;  or,  his  tender  mercy  to  hi$ 

people. 

1  np  HE  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways ! 

JL     How  firm  his  truth  !  how  large  his  grace  ! 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, 
And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

2  Not  half  so  high  his  power  hath  spread, 
The  starry  heavens  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praise, 
Exceeds  the  highest  hopes  we  raise*. 

3  Not  half  so  far  hath  nature  plac'd 
The  rising  morning  from  the  west, 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 

The  daily  guilt  of  those  he  loves. 

4  How  slowly  doth  his  wrath  arise  ! 
On  swifter  wings  salvation  flies  ; 
And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
How  soon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn  ! 


202  PSALM  CHI. 

5  Amidst  his  wrath  compassion  shines  ; 
His  strokes  are  lighter  than  our  sins  ; 
And  while  his  roil  corrects  his  saints, 
His  ear  indulges  their  complaints. 

6  So  fathers  their  young  sons  chastise. 
With  gentle  hands  and  melting  eyes  : 
The  children  weep  beneath  the  smart, 
And  move  the  pity  of  their  heart. 

PAUSE. 

7  The  mighty  God,  the  wise  and  just. 
Knows  that  our  frame  is  feeble  dust, 
And  will  no  heavy  loads  impose 
Beyond  the  strength  that  he  bestows. 

3  He  knows  how  soon  our  nature  dies. 
Blasted  by  every  wind  that  flies ; 
Like  grass  we  spring,  and  die  as  soon, 
Or  morning  flowers  that  fade  at  noon. 
9  But  his  eternal  love  is  sure 

To  all  the  saints,  and  shall  endure  ; 

From  age  to  age  his  truth  shall  reign, 

Nor  children's  children  hope  in  vain. 

PSALM  103.    1—7.    First  Part.    Short  Metre. 

Pr,risefor  spiritual  aiul  temporal  mercies. 
\  /^V  H,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 
\J  Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name. 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

2  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie, 

Eorgottenin  unthankfulness ; 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins ; 
'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain ; 

JTis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses. 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 
When  ransom'd  from  the  grave  : 

He  that  redeem'd  my  soul  from  hill, 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 
He  gives  the  sufferers  rest :. 


PLALM  CIH.  203 

l  lie  Lowl  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 
Ami  justice  for  th'  opprest. 
6  His  wondrous  works  arid  ways 
He  made  by  Moses  known  ; 
But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  liis  beloved  Son. 

PSALM  103.    8—18.     Second  Part.    Short  Metre. 

Abounding  compassion  of  God  ;  or,  Mercy  in  the 

midst  of  judgment. 

1  "\/f"  Y  soul,  repeat  his  praise 
J_tjL  Whose  mercies  are  so  great : 

Whose  anger  is  so  slow7  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  God  will  not  always  chide  ; 
And,  when  his  strokes  are  felt, 

His  strokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes^ 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  rais'd 
Above  the  ground  we  tread, 

bo  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

4  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 
And  his  forgiving  love, 

Far  as  the  East  is  from  the  West, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

5  The  pity  of  the  Lord,   . 
To  those  that  fear  Ids  name,, 

Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel : 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 
Scatter'd  by  every  breath  : 

His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 

7  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 
Or  like  the  morning  flower : 

If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  fields 

It  withers  in  an  hour. 
*  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure  ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 

Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 


204  PSALM  CIV. 

PSALM  103.    19-22.    Third  Part.    Short  Metre. 
Cod's  universal  dominion  ;  or,  Angels  praise  the  Lord. 

1  rr>HE  Lord,  the  sovereign  King, 

X     Hatli  fix'd  his  throne  on  high  ; 
O'er  all  the  heavenly  world  he  rule?, 
And  all  beneath  the  sky. 

2  Ye  angels  greal  in  might, 
And  swift  to  do  his  will, 

Bless  ye  the  Lord,  whose  voice  ye  hear, 
Whose  pleasure  ye  fulfil. 

3  Let  the  bright  hosts  who  wait 
The  orders  of  their  King, 

And  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray. 
Join  in  the  praise  the)  sing. 

4  While  all  his  wondrous  works 
Through  Ids  vast  kingdom  shew 

Thiir  Maker's  glory,  thou,  my  soul, 
Shalt  sing  his  praises  too." 

PSALM  104.    Long  Metre. 

The  glory  of  God,  in  Citation  and  Provuknce. 

3    "jV/TY  soul,  thy  great  Creator  praise  ; 

JLvJL  When,  cloth'd  in  his  celestial  ray-, 

He  in  full  majesty  appears, 

And,  like  a  robe,  his  glory  w  ears. 
!N"ote.    This  Psalm  may  be  sung  to  the  tune  of  the 

Old  112th  or  127th  Psalm,  Ly  adding  these  tuts  lines 

to  every  stanza,  viz. 

Great  is  the  Lord  ;  w  hat  tongue  can  frame 

An  equal  honor  to  his  name  r 
Otherwise  it  must  be  sung  as  the  ICO  Psalm. 
3  The  heavens  are  for  bis  curtains  spread, 

Th'  unfathom'd  deep  he  makes  his  bed  : 

Clouds  are  his  chariot,  when  he  flies 

On  winged  storms  across  the  skies. 
3  Angels,  whom  his  own  breath  inspire?. 

His  ministers,  are  flaming  fees  ; 

And  swift  is  thought  then-  armies  move 

To  hear  his  vengeance  or  Ins  love. 


1'SALU  CIV.  205 

world's  foundations  by  his  hand 
Ar-  poisVl,  and  -»i  ii.  1 1  forever  stand  ; 
fie  binds  the  ocean  in  his  chcin, 

Lest  it  should  drown  the  earth  again. 

5  When  earth  was  cover'd  with  the  flood, 
Which  high  above  the  mountains  stood, 
He  thunder d,  and  the  ocean  fled, 
Conrin'd  to  its  appointed  bed. 

6  The  swelling  billows  know  their  bounds, 
And  in  their  cliannels  walk  their  rounds  ; 
Yet,  thence  conveyed  by  secret  veins, 
They  spring  on  hills,  and  drench  the  plains. 

7  He  bids  the  crystal  fountains  flow, 
And  cheer  the  Tallies  as  they  go  ; 
Tame  heifers  there  their  thirst  allay, 
And  for  the  stream  wild  asses  bray. 

S  From  pleasant  trees,  which  shade  the  brink, 
The  lark  and  linnet  light  to  drink  ; 
Their  songs  the  lark  and  linnet  raise, 
And  elude  our  silence  in  his  praise. 

PAUSE  I. 
0  God,  from  his  cloudy  cistern,  pours 
On  the  parched  earth  enriching  showers : 
The  grove,  the  garden,  and  the  field, 
A  thousand  joyful  blessings  yield. 

10  He  makes  the  grassy  food  arise, 
And  gives  the  cattle  large  supplies  ; 
With  herbs  for  man,  of  various  power, 
To  nourish  nature,  or  to  cure. 

11  What  noble  fruit  the  vines  produce  ! 
The  olive  yields  a  shining  juice  ; 

Our  hearts  are  cheer 'd  with  generous  wine  ; 
With  inward  joy  our  faces  sliine. 

12  Oh,  bless  his  name,  ye  nations,  fed 
With  nature's  chief  supporter,  bread ; 
Whde  bread  your  vital  strength  imparts. 
Serve  him  with  rigor  in  your  hearts. 

PAUSE  II. 

13  Behold  the  stately  cedar  stands 
Rais'd  in  the  forest  by  his  hands ; 


206  PSALM  CIV. 

Birds  to  the  boughs  for  shelter  fly. 
And  build  their  nests  secure  on  high. 
1>4  To  craggy  hills  ascends  the  goat, 
And  at  the  airy  mountain's  toot 
The  feebler  Creature's  make  their  cell : 
He  gives  them  wisdom  where  to  dwell. 

15  He  sets  the  sun  his  circling  race, 
Appoints  the  moon  to  change  her  face  ; 
And  when  thick  darkness  veils  the  day, 
Calls  out  wild  beasts  to  hunt  their  prey. 

16  Fierce  lions  lead  their  young  abroad, 
And  roaring  ask  their  meat  from  God  ; 
But  when  the  morning  beams  arise, 
The  savage  beast  to  covert  flies. 

17  Then  man  to  daily  labor  goes ; 
The  night  was  made  for  his  repose  ; 
Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  sweet  relief 
From  tiresome  toil  and  wasting  grief. 

18  How  strange  thy  works  !  how  great  thy  skill  I 
All  lands  thy  boundless  riches  fill ; 

Thy  widom  round  the  world  we  see  : 
Tins  spacious  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

19  Nor  less  thy  glories  in  the  deep, 
Where  fish  in  millions  swim  and  creep. 
With  wondrous  motions,  swift  or  slow, 
Still  wandering  in  the  paths  below'. 

20  There  ships  divide  their  watery  way, 
And  flocks  of  scaly  monsters  play  ; 
There  dwells  the  huge  Leviathan, 
And  foams  and  sports  in  spite  of  man. 

PAUSE  III. 

21  Vast  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord  .' 
All  nature  rests  upon  thy  word, 

And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  stands, 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hands. 

22  While  each  receives  his  different  food, 
His  cheerful  looks  pronounce  it  good  ; 
Eagles,  and  bears,  and  whales,  and  worms 
Rejoice  and  praise  in  different  forms. 

23  But,  when  thy  face  is  hid,  they  mourn. 
And  dyUg  to  their  dust  return  ; 


FSALM  CIV.  207 

Both  man  and  beast  their  souls  resign  ; 
Life,  breath,  and  spirit,  all  are  thine. 
:  1  Yet  thou  canst  breathe  on  dust  again, 
And  fill  the  world  with  beasts  and  men  ; 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  wastes  of  time  and  death. 
25  His  works,  the  wonders  of  his  might, 
Are  honoured  with  his  own  delight : 
How  awful  are  his  glorious  ways  I 
The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  liis  praise. 
55  The  earth  stands  trembling  at  thy  stroke. 
And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  smoke  : 
Yet  humble  souls  may  see  thy  face, 
And  tell  then1  wants  to  sovereign  grace. 
27  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wishes  meet, 
And  make  my  meditations  sweet ; 
Thy  praises  shall  my  breath  employ. 
'Till  it  expires  in  endless  joy. 
2S  While  haughty  sinners  die  accurst, 
Their  glory  buried  with  their  dust, 
I  to  my  God,  my  heavenly  King, 
Immortal  hallelujahs  sing. 

PSALM  104.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  new  50th. 

The  glory  of  God  in  the  7voi'ks  of  Creation  and 
Providence. 

1  rr^  O  heaven's  high  King,  my  soul,  thy  honour? 

X     raise ; 
Great  is  his  power,  and  wondrous  are  his  ways  ; 
Honour  and  majesty  his  throne  surround, 
C  lad  with  pure  light,  with  endless  glory  crown'd, 
He  rais'd  the  pillars  of  the  realms  on  high, 
And  hung  the  azure  curtains  of  the  sky. 

2  O'er  ocean's  fields  he  spreads  his  chambers  far, 
And  rolls  through  ether's  wilds  his  cloudy  car ; 
On  the  wing'd  whirlwind  walks  the  boundless  sky, 
And  bids  his  Angel  hosts  before  him  fly  ; 
Raptur'd  through  every  world  they  spread  his  name 
Pure  as  the  air,  and  active  as  the  flame. 

3  He  built  the  earth  ;  he  fix'd  the  solid  ground ; 
He  bade  the  deep  the  mighty  mass  surround ; 


203  PSALM  CIV. 

O'er  the  high  hills  the  swelling  billows  stood  ; 
He  spoke  ;  tl^ey  hasten'd  to  their  dark  abode  ; 
Dread  thunders  roll'd,  and,  down  the  mountains 

driven, 
They  swept  the  vales,  and  own'd  the  voice  of  Heavt 

4  There  clos'd  forever  by  th'  appointed  shore, 
Th'  ambitious  waves    shall  drench  the   world  no 

more, 
But,  form'd  for  nobler  ends,  in  springs  shall  flow, 
Refresh  the  hills,  and  cheer  the  vales  below  ; 
There  the  wild  beasts  their  scorching  thirst  allay  ; 
There  the  herds  wander,  and  the  lambkins  (toy. 

5  There  mid  the  groves  shall  build  the  feather' d  race, 
His  bounty  sing,  and  teach  mankind  to  praise  ; 
The  springing  grass  the  useful  ox  sustain  ; 

The  ripening  corn  support  the  race  of  man  ; 
Bread  nerve  the  heart,  with  oil  the  aspect  shine, 
And  the  glad  bosom  warm  with  cheerful  wine. 

6  On  lofty  Lebanon  his  cedars  stand, 

Rear'd  by  his  power,  and  planted  by  his  hand  ; 
There  birds  of  stronger  wing  securely  rest, 
High  on  the  fir  the  stork  erects  her  nest ; 
O'er  craggy  mountains  roams  the  browsing  flock, 
And  feebler  conies  seek  the  sheltering  rock. 

7  He  form'd  for  measur'd  months  the  changing  moon ; 
For  circling  days  decreed  the  steady  sun  : 

Dun  night  ascends,  the  wild  beast  roams  abroad  ; 
Young  lions  roar,  and  ask  their  meat  from  God  ; 
Aw;d  by  the  morn,  they  fly  their  blood)  spoil, 
And  man  securely  seeks  his  daily  toil. 

8  How  vast,  how  various,  are  thy  wondrous  ways  ! 
All  plann'd  by  wisdom  !  all  replete  with  praise  ! 
Blest  by  thy  bounty,  earth  with  treasures  glows  ; 
Stor'd  with  thy  riches,  teeming  ocean  flows  : 
There  ships  mysterious  wind  their  watery  way  ; 
There  scaly  nations  swim,  and  monsters  play.' 

9  All  nature's  millions  wait  thy  dread  command, 
And  take  their  timely  portion  from  thy  hand ; 
Each  tastes  the  share,  by  thee  on  each  bestow'd, 
And  feasts,  delighted,  on  sufficient  gocd  : 
Veil'd  is  thy  face  ;  each  drooping  emiture  dies ; 
Thy  Spirit  breathes,  and  new-born  millions  rise. 


PSALM  CV.  20S 

;t)  To  tlice  my  life  shall  be  a  life  of  praise ; 

To  me  most  sweet  thy  name,  and  works  and  ways : 
While  the  world  shakes  beneath  thine  awful  eye, 
The  touch'd  hills  burn,  and  haughty  sinners  die, 
Thy  glory  round  the  skies  shall  erer  shine, 
And  all  thy  creatures  j  ield  thee  joy  divine. 

PSALM  105.    Common  Metre.    Abridged. 

God's  conduct  of  Israel,  and  tlie  plagues  of  Egypt. 

I  /">  IYE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
VT  And  tell  the  world  his  grace ; 
Sound  thro'  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 
That  all  may  seek  his  face. 
3  His  covenant,  which  he  kept  in  miud, 
For  numerous  ages  past, 
To  numerous  ages  yet  behind, 
In  equal  force  shall  last. 
3  He  sware  to  Abraham  and  his  seed, 
And  made  the  blessing  sure  ; 
Gentiles  the  ancient  promise  read, 
And  find  his  truth  endure. 
-1  ':  Thy  seed  shall  make  all  nations  blest," 
(Said  the  Almighty  voice) 
"  And  Canaan's  land  shall  be  their  rest, 
"  The  type  of  heavenly  joys." 

5  [How  large  the  grant !  howrich  the  grace  ! 

To  give  them  Canaan's  land, 
When  they  Mire  strangers  in  the  place, 
A  little,  feeble  band  ! 

6  Like  pilgrims  thro'  the  countries  round 

Securely  they  remov'd ; 
And  haughty  kings  that  on  them  frown'd 
Severely  he  reprov'd. 

7  "  Touch  mine  anointed,  and  my  arm 

"  Shall  soon  revenge  the  wrong  ; 
u  The  man  that  does  my  prophets  harm, 
"  Shall  know  thtir  God  is  strong." 
3  Then  let  the world  forbear  its  rage, 
Noiput  the  Church  in  fern- : 
O 


210  PSALM  CV. 

Israel  must  live  through  every  age, 
Ami  be  th*  Almighty's  care.'] 
PAUSE  I. 

9  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  saints 

Anil  thus  provok'd  their  God, 

Moses  was  sent  at  their  complaints, 

Arm'd  w  ith  his  dreadful  rod. 

10  He  call'd  for  darkness,  darkness  came, 

Like  an  o'erw  helming  flood  ; 
He  made  each  lake,  and  every  stream, 
A  lake,  a  stream  of  hlood. 

11  He  gave  the  sign,  and  noisome  flies 

Thro'  the  whole  country  spread ; 
And  frogs,  in  croaking  armies,  rise 
About  the  monarch's  bed. 

12  Through  fields,  and  towns  and  palaces, 

The  tenfold  vengeance  flew  ; 
Locusts  in  swarms  devour'd  their  trees, 
And  hail  their  cattle  slew. 

13  Then  hv  an  angel's  midnight  stroke, 

The  flower  of  Egpyt  died  ; 
The  strength  of  every  house  was  brokf , 
Their  glory  and  their  pride. 

14  Nmv  let  the  zvorlrl fa-bear  Us  rare, 

Nor  put  the  Church  in  fear  ; 

Israel  must  live  through  'ci'ry  age, 

And  be  th?  Almighty's  care. 

PAUSE  II. 

15  Thus  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  fveet 

And  left  the  hated  ground  ; 
Egyptian  spoils  supplied  thtir  need, 
Nor  was  one  feeble  found. 

16  The  Lord  himself  chose  out  their  way, 

And  mark'd  their  jonmies  right ; 
Gave  them  a  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  fiery  guide  by  night. 

17  They  thirst ;  and  waters  from  the  rock 

In  rich  abundance  flow, 
And  following  still  the  course  they  took 
Ran  all  the  desert  through. 


rSALM  CVI.  211 

IS  O  wondrous  stream .'  O  blessed  type 
Of ever-flowiiig  grace  ! 
So  Christ  our  rock  maintains  our  lift 
Through  all  this  wilderness. 
I  9  'Thus  guarded  by  the  Almighty's  hand, 
The  chosen  tribes  possest 
Canaan  the  rich,  the  proinis'd  land, 
And  there  enjoy'd  their  rest. 
20  Then  let  the  worW  forbear  Us  rage, 
The  Church  renounce  her •fear  ; 
Israel  must  live  through  every  age, 
And  be  tti  Almighty's  care. 

PSALM  106.  1—5.    First  Fart.    Long  Metre. 
Praise  to  God ;  or,  Communion  with  Saints- 

1  np  O  God  the  great,  the  ever  blest, 

X     Let  songs  of  honor  be  adclrtst, 
His  mercy  firm  forever  stands ; 
Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands. 

2  "Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways  ? 
Who  shall  fulfil  thy  boundless  praise  ? 
Blest  are  the  souls  that  fear  thee  still, 
And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 

3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chosen  seed  ; 
And  with  the  same  salvation  bless 
The  meanest  suppliant  of  thy  grace. 

4  Oh,  may  I  see  thy  tribes  rejoice, 

And  aid  their  triumphs  with  my  voice  ! 
This  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 
Join'd  to  thy  saints,  and  near  to  thee. 

PSALM  106.    7,  8,  12—14,  42— 4S.    Second  Part, 

Short  Metre. 

Israel  punished  and  pardoned ;  or,  God's  unchangeable 
love. 
1  pOD  of  eternal  love, 

VT  How  fickle  are  our  ways .' 
And  yet  how  oft  did  Israel  prove 
Thy  constancy  of  grace  ! 


212  PSALM  CVII. 

2  They  saw  thy  wonders  wrought, 
And  then  thy  praise  they  sung  ; 

But  soon  thy  works  of  power  forgot, 
And  murmux'd  with  their  tongue. 

3  Now  they  belie  v'd  his  word, 
While  rocks  with  riven  flow  ; 

Now  with  their  lusts  provok'd  the  Lord, 
And  he  rtdue'd  them  low. 

4  Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  faults. 
He  hearken'd  to  their  groans, 

Brought  his  own  covenant  to  his  thoughts, 
And  call'd  them  still  his  sons. 

5  Their  names  were  hi  his  book, 
He  sav'd  them  from  their  foes : 

Oft  he  chastis'd,  but  ne'er  forsook 
The  people  that  he  chose. 

6  Let  Israel  bless  the  Lord, 
Who  lov'd  their  ancient  race ; 

And  Christians  join  the  solemn  word, 
Amen,  to  all  thtir  praise. 

PSALM  107.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Israel  led  to  Canaan,  and  Christians  to  Heaven. 

1  fl  IVE  thanks  to  God  ;  he  reigns  above, 
VT  Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  Love, 
His  mercy  ages  past  have  known, 

And  ages  long  to  come  shall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record ; 
Israel  the  nation  whom  he  chose, 
And  rescued  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  [When  God's  almighty  arm  had  broke 
Their  fetters  and  th'  Egyptian  yoke, 
They  trae'd  the  desert,  wandering  round 
A  wild  and  solitary  ground. 

4  There  they  could  find  no  leading  road, 
Nor  city  for  a1  fix'cl  abode: 

Nor  food,  nor  fountain,  to  assuage 
Their  burning  thirst,  or  hunger's  rage.j 

5  In  their  distress  to  God  they  crj'd, 
<Jod  was  their  Saviour  and  their  guide  ; 


PSALM  CVII. 

He  led  their  march  far  wandering  round, 
"Twas  the  right  path  to  Canaan's  ground. 

6  Thus  when  our  first  release  we  gain 
From  sin's  old  yoke,  and  Satan's  ckain^ 
We  have  this  desert  m  orld  to  pass, 

A  dangerous  and  a  tiresome  place. 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way  ; 
He  guides  our  footsteps  lest  we  stray  ; 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand", 
And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 

8  Oh,  let  the  saints  with  joy  record  I 
The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works  J  how  kind  his  ways  [ 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 

PSALM  107.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Correction/or  sin,  and  release  by  Prayer. 

1  T7  ROM  age  to  age  exalt  his  name, 

JO     God  and  his  grace  are  still  the  same  ; 
He  fills  the  hungry  soul  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  every  good. 

2  But  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rise 
Against  the  God  that  rules  the  skies  ; 
If  they  reject  his  heavenly  word, 
And  slight  the  counsels  of  the  Lord  ; 

3  He'll  bring  their  spirits  to  the  ground, 
And  no  deliverer  shall  be  found  ; 
Laden  with  grief  they  waste  their  breath 
In  darkness  and  the  shades  of  death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries, 
He  makes  the  dawning  light  arise, 
And  scatters  all  that  dismal  shade, 
That  hung  so  heavy  round  their  head. 

5  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brass  in  two, 

And  lets  the  smiling  prisoners  through  ; 
Takes  off  the  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  laboring  soul  relief. 

6  Oh  may  the  sons  of  men  record 
The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works !  how  kind  bisways  ! 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  bis  praise. 


2*4  PSALM  eVII. 

PSALM  107.    Third  Part.    Lou-  Metre. 

Intemperance  pimis/ied  and  pardoned;  or,  A  psalm  fui 

the  glutton  and  drunkard, 

1  "T  TATX  man,  on  foolish  pleasures  bent, 

V  Prepares  for  his  own  punishment  ; 
AVLat  pains,  what  loathsome  maladies 
From  luxury  and  lust  arise  ! 

2  The  drunkard  feels  Ins  vitals  waste, 

Yet  drowns  his  health  to  please  lus  taste  ; 
'Till  all  liis  active  powers  are  lost. 
And  fainting  life  draws  near  the  dust. 

3  The  glutton  groans,  and  loathes  to  cat, 
His  soul  abhors  delicious  meat  ; 
Nature  with  heavy  bads  opprest 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  releas'd. 

4  Behold  the  frighted  sinners  fly 
To  God  for  help  with  earnest  cry  ! 

He  hears  their  groans,  prolongs  "their  breath, 
And  saves  them  from  approaching  death. 

5  Nomed'cines  could  effect  the  cure 
So  quick,  so  easy,  or  so  sure  ; 
The  deadly  sentence  God  repeals, 

He  sends  his  sovereign  word  and  heals. 

6  Oh,  may  the  sans  of  men  n  cord 
The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  k  t  their  thankful  offrings  prove 
How  they  adore  their  maker's  love. 

PSALM  107.    Fourth  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  storms  and  shipwreck  ;  or,  The  sea  • 

maris  sung. 

1  ^T7"OULD  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 

V  f      His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad, 
Go  with  the  mariners,  and  trace 

The  unknown  regions  of  the  seas. 

2  They  leave  their  native  shores  btliind, 
And  seize  the  favor  of  the  wind  ; 
'Till  God  command, and  tempests  rise, 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies. 

3  Now  to  the  heavens  they  mount  amain, 
Now  sink  to  dreadful  deeps  again, 


TSALM  CVII. 

strange  affright  young  Bailors  fed, 
And  like  a  Staggering  drunkard  reel  ! 

4  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Lost  to  all  hupe,  to  God  they  cry  : 

i  lis  mercy  hears  their  loud  address, 
And  sends  salvation  in  distress. 

5  He  hids  the  winds  their  wrath  assuage, 
The  furious  waves  forget  their  rage  ; 
Tiseahn  ;  and  sailors  smile  to  see 
The  haven  where  they  wish'd  to  bg. 

6  Oh,  may  the  sons  of  men  record 
The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
Let  them  theSr  private  offerings  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  sing. 

PSALM  107.    Fourth  Part.    Common  Metre. 
The  mariner 's psalm. 
1  T~T*  HY  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 
X     Thy  wonders  in  the  deeps, 
The  sons  of  coin-age  shall  record, 
Who  trade  in  floating  ships. 
3  At  thy  command  the  winds  arise. 
And  swell  the  towering  waves  ; 
The  men  astonish'd  mount  the  skies, 
And  sink  in  gaping-graves. 

3  [Again  they  climb  the  watery  hills, 

And  plunge  in  deeps  again  ; 
Each  like  a  tottering  drunkard  reels, 
And  rinds  his  courage  vain. 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempest  roar, 

They  pant  with  fluttering  breath, 
And  hopeless  of  the  distant  shore, 
Expect  immediate  death.] 

5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries 

He  hears  their  loud  request, 
And  orders  silence  through  the  skies, 
And  lays  the  floods  to  rest. 

6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lose  their  fears, 

And  see  the  storm  allay'd  : 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears ; 
There  let  th'eir  vows  be  paid. 


216  PSALM  CVII. 

7  'Tis  God  that  brings  them  safe  to  land  . 

Let  stupid  mortals  know, 
That  waves  are  under  his  command, 
And  all  t!i„*  winds  that  blow. 

8  Oh,  that  the  sons  of  men  would  praise 

The  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  those  that  see  thy  wondrous  ways 
Thy  wondrous  love  record. 
PSALM  107.     Last  Pent.    Long  Metre. 
Colonies  planted ;  or,  Nations  blest  and punished. 
A  Psalm  for  New-England. 

1  Wf  HEN  God,  provok'd  with  daring  crimes , 

VV     Scourges  the  madness  of  the  times, 
He  turns  their  fields  to  barren  sand, 
And  dries  the  rivers  from  the  land. 

2  His  word  can  raise  the  springs  again, 
And  make  the  w  ither'd  mountains  green, 
Send  showery  blessings  from  the  skies, 
And  harvests  in  the  desert  rise. 

3  [Where  nothing  dwelt  but  beasts  of  prey, 
Or  iiien  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they  ; 

He  bids  th'  opprest  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  ami  cities  there. 

4  They  sow  the  fields,  and  trees  they  plant, 
Whose  yearly  fruit  supplies  their  want  ; 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  stocks., 
Their  wealth  increases  with  their  flocks. 

5  Thus  they  are  blest  ;  but  if  they  sin, 
He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in, 

A  savage  crew  invades  their  lands, 
Their  princes  die  by  barbarous  hands, 

6  Their  captive  sons,  expos'd  to  scorn, 
Wander  unpitied  and  forlorn, 

The  country  lies  unfene'd,  nntill'd, 
And  desolation  spreads  the  field. 

7  Yet  if  the  humbled  tuition  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns  ; 
Again  h*-  makes  their  cities  thrive  ; 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live.] 

S  The  righteous  with  a  joyful  sense, 
Admire  the  works  of  Providence  ; 


PSALM  CVIII.  217 

And  tongues  of  atheists  shall  no  more 
Blaspheme  the  God  that  saints  adore. 
9  How  few  with  pious  care  record, 
These  wondrous  dealings  of  the  Lord  ! 
But  wise  observers  still  shall  find 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just,  and  kind. 

PSALM  108.    Long  Metre. 
Praise  to  God  fur  Itk  care  of  the  churcfj. 

1  A   GAIN,  my  tongue,  thy  silence  break, 
A  My  heart,  and  all  my  powers,  awake  ~ 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
Awake,  and  sing  Jehovah's  name. 

2  Ye  saints  rejoice  ;  ye  nations  hear  ; 
While  I  your  Maker's  praise  declare ; 
High  o'er  the  clouds  his  truth  ascends ; 
Through  earth,  through  heaven,  his  grace  extend?. 

3  O'er  heaven  exalted  is  his  throne  ; 
In  every  world  his  glory  shown; 

The  church,  he  loves,  his  hand  shall  save 
From  death,  and  sorrow,  and  the  grave. 

4  Ye  kingdoms,  hear  his  awful  voice ! 
"  In  Zion  shall  my  heart  rejoice ; 

'*'  This  hand  shall  all  her  foes  dismay, 

tt  And  make  their  scattered  strength  a  prey. 

5  "  Mine  are  the  sons  of  Zion,  mine 

"  Their  glory,  grace,  and  truth  divine  ; 

"  My  sceptre  shines  in  Judah's  hands, 

u  And  still  my  strength  in  Ephraim  stands. 

6  "  My  foes  to  ruin  shall  be  given, 

"  The  shame  of  earth,  the  scorn  of  heaven  ; 

"  Their  eyes  shall  see  my  church  prevail ; 

"  Their  strength  shall  shrink,  their  courage  fail." 

7  O  thou,  beneath  whose  sovereign  sway, 
Nations,  and  worlds  in  dust  decay, 
Though  thy  sweet  smile  has  been  withdrawn, 
Thine  aid  denied,  thy  presence  gone ; 

8  Yet  wilt  thou  still  with  love  return ; 
With  duty  teach  our  hearts  to  burn  ; 
Our  dying  graces,  Lord,  revive, 
And  bid  thy  fainting  chiklren  uvtr. 


218  PSALM  CX» 

9  Save  us  from  sin,  and  fear,  and  woe, 
From  every  snare,  and  every  foe, 
And  help  us  boldly  to  contend, 
Falsehood  resist,  and  truth  defend. 

PSALM  109.    Ver.  1-5,  31.    Common  Metre. 

Love  to  enemies,  from  t/te  example  of  Christ. 

1  /"I  OD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praise, 
\J     Thy  glory  is  my  song  : 
Though  sinners  speak  against  thy  grace 

With  a  blaspheming  tongue. 

2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 

Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found, 

With  cruel  slanders  false  and  vain, 

They  compassed  him  around. 

3  Their  miseries  his  compassion  move, 

Their  peace  he  still  pursu'd  ; 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 
And  evil  for  his  gowl. 

4  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  cause, 

Yet  with  his  dying  breath, 
He  pray'd  for  murderers  on  lus  cros?, 
And  blest  his  foes  in  death. 

5  Lord,  shall  thy  bright  example  shine, 

In  vain  before  my  eyes  ? 
Give  me  a  soul  a-kin  to  thine, 
To  love  mine  enemies. 

6  The  Lord  shall  on  my  side  engage, 

And  in  my  Saviour's  name, 

I  shall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage 

Who  slander  and  condemn. 

PSALM  110.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Christ  exalted  and  multitudes  converted  ;  or,  The  suc- 
cess of  the  Gospel. 

1  np  HUS  the  eternal  Father  spake 

J_    To  Christ  the  Son ;  "  Ascend  and  sit 
"  At  my  right-hand,  'till  I  shall  make 
"  Thy  foes  submissive  at  thy  feet. 

2  "  From  Zion  shall  thy  word  proceed, 
u  Thy  word,  the  sceptre  in  thy  hand, 


PSALM  C3t  2 

■•  Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed 
u  And  bow  thtir  wills  to  thy  command. 

3  "  That  day  shall  shew*  thy  power  is  great, 

a  When  saints  shall  Hock  with  willing  minds, 
•'  And  sinners  croud  thy  temple-gate, 
"  Where  holiness  in  beauty  shines." 

4  O  blessed  power  !  O  glorious  day  ! 
What  a  large  victory  shall  ensue  ! 
And  converts,  who  thy  grace  obey, 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew. 

PSALM  110.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
The  kingdom  and  priesthood  of  Christ. 

1  rr\  HUS  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  sea, 

J.     Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  swore  : 
"  Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 
"  And  change  from  hand  to  hand  no  more. 

2  "  Aaron  and  all  his  sons  must  die  : 
"  But  everlasting  life  u  thine, 

"  To  save  forever  those  that  fly 

"  For  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine. 

3  "By  me  Melchisedek  was  made 

"  On  earth  a  king  and  priest  at  once, 

*  And  thou,  my  heavenly  Priest,  shalt  plead, 

"  And  thou,  my  King,  shalt  rule  my  sons." 

4  Jesus  the  priest  ascends  his  throne  ; 
While  counsels  of  eternal  peace, 
Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Proceed  with  honour  and  success. 

5  Through  the  whole  earth  his  reign  shall  spread, 
And  crush  the  powers,  that  dare  rebel ; 

Then  shall  he  judge  the  rising  dead, 
And  send  the  guilty  world  to  hell. 

6  Though  while  he  treads  his  glorious  way, 
He  drinks  the  cup  of  tears  and  blood, 
The  sufferings  of  that  dreadful  day 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 


J 


PSALM  110.    Common  Metre. 
Christ's  kingdom  and  Priesthood. 
ESUS,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne, 
And  near  thy  Father  sit : 


220  PSALM  CXI. 

In  Zion  shall  thy  power  be  known. 
And  make  thy  ibes  submit. 

2  What  wonders  shall  thy  gospel  do  ! 

Thy  converts  shall  surpass 
The  numerous  drops  of  morning-dew. 
And  own  thy  sovereign  grace. 

3  God  hath  pronounc'd  a  firm  decree, 

Nor  changes  what  he  swore ; 
"  Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 
'•  When  Aaron  is  no  more. 

4  u  Melchisedek,  that  wondrous  priest, 

"  That  king  of  high  degree, 
w  That  holy  man  who  Abraham  blest, 
a  Was  but  a  type  of  thee."' 

5  Jesus  our  priest  forever  lives, 

To  plead  for  us  above  ; 

Jesus  our  king  forever  gives 

The  blessings  of  his  love. 

6  God  shall  exalt  his  glorious  head, 

His  lofiy  throne  maintain, 
And  strike  the  powers  and  princes  dead, 
Who  dare  oppose  his  reign. 

PSALM  111.    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 
T/tc  wisdom  of  God  in  Am  -works. 

1  CJ  ONGS  of  immortal  praise  belong 
O     To  my  Almighty  God, 

He  hath  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue, 
To  spread  his  name  abroad. 

2  How  great  the  works  his  hand  hath  wrought 

How-  glorious  in  our  sight ! 
And  men  in  every  age  have  sought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

3  How  most  exact  is  nature's  frame  ! 

How  wise  th'  Eternal  mind ! 
His  counsels  never  change  the  scheme 
That  his  first  thoughts  design'd. 

4  When  he  redeem'd  his  chosen  son?. 

He  fix'd  his  covenant  sure, 
The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce 
To  endless  years  endure. 


PSALM  CXII.  221 

5  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  skies, 

Thy  heavenly  skill  proclaim : 

What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise, 

But  learn  to  read  thy  name  ? 

6  To  fear  thy  power,  to  trust  thy  grace, 

Is  our  divinest  skill ; 
And  he's  the  wisest  of  our  race 
Who  best  obeys  thy  will. 

PSALM  111.    Second  Part.    Common  Metre. 
The  perfections  of  God. 

1  f~^  RE  AT  is  the  Lord,  his  works  of  might 
VJT     Demand  our  noblest  songs  : 

Let  Ins  assembled  saints  unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 

2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

He  gives  his  children  food ; 

And  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 

He  makes  his  promise  good. 

3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 

To  seal  his  covenant  sure  : 

Holy  and  reverend  is  Ids  name, 

His  ways  are  just  and  pure. 

4  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wise, 

Must  with  his  fear  begin  ; 
Our  fairest  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
In  hating  every  sin. 

PSALM  112.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  113th  Psalm. 
Tlie  blessings  of  the  liberal  man. 

1  r~r%  HAT  man  is  blest,  who  stands  in  awe 

X    Of  God,  and  loves  his  sacred  law  : 
His  seed  on  earth  shall  l>e  renown'd ; 

His  house,  the  seat  of  wealth,  shall  be 

An  inexhausted  treasury, 
And  with  successive  honors  crown'd. 

2  His  liberal  favours  he  extends  ; 
To  some  he  gives,  to  others  lends : 

A  generous  pity  fills  his  mind : 
Yet  what  his  charity  impairs, 
He  saves  by  prudence  in  affairs, 

And  thus  he's  j  ust  to  all  mankind. 


222  PSALM  CXII. 

3  His  Lands,  while  they  his  alms  bestow 'd. 
His  glory's  future  harvest  sow'd : 

The  sweet  remembrance  of  the  just, 
Like  a  green  root,  revives  and  bears 
A  train  of  blessings  for  his  heirs, 

When  dying  nature  sleeps  in  dust. 

4  Beset  with  threatening  dangers  round, 
Unmov'd  shall  lie  maintain  his  ground  : 

His  conscience  holds  his  courage  up  ; 
The  soul  that's  fill*d  with  virtue's  light. 
Shines  brightest  in  affliction's  night ; 

And  sees  in  darkness  beams  of  hope. 
PAUSE. 

5  [111  tidings  never  can  surprise 

His  heart,  that  fix'd  on  God  relies  ; 

Though  waves  and  tempests  roar  around. 
Safe  on  the  rock  he  sits,  and  sees 
The  shipwreck  of  his  enemies, 

And  all  their  hope  and  glory  drown'd. 

6  The  wicked  shall  his  triumph  see, 
And  gnash  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  find  their  expectations  crost, 
To  see  their  envy,  pride  and  spite, 
Sink  down  to  everlasting  night, 

And  all  their  names  in  darkness  lost.] 

PSALM  112.    Long  Metre. 
The  blessings  of  the  pious  and  charitable. 

1  rr^HRICE  happy  man,  who  fears  the  Lord, 

J_     Loves  his  commands,  and  trusts  his  word 
Honour  and  peace  his  days  attend, 
And  blessings  to  his  seed  descend. 

2  Compassion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  still  inclin'd ; 
He  lends  the  poor  some  present  aid, 
Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 

3  When  times  grow  dark,  and  tidings  spread. 
That  fill  his  neighbors  round  with  dread, 
His  heart  is  arm*d  against  the  fear, 

For  God,  with  all  his  power,  is  there. 

4  His  soul,  well  fix'd  upon  the  Lord, 
Draws  heavenly  courage  from  his  word ; 


PSALM  CXIII.  223 

\  midst  the  darkness  light  shall  rise, 
To  eheer  his  heart,  and  bless  his  eyes. 
6  J  le  hath  dispers'd  his  alms  abroad, 
His  works  are  still  before  his  God  ; 
His  name  on  earth  shall  long  remain, 
While  envious  sinners  fret  in  vain. 

PSALM  112.    Common  Metre. 
Liberality  retvarded. 

1  TJ  APPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 
XX     And  follows  liis  commands ; 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 

Or  gives  with  liberal  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breast 

To  all  the  sons  of  need  ; 
So  God  shall  answer  his  request 
With  blessings  on  his  seed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  shall  surprise 

His  well  established  mind  ; 

His  soul  to  God,  his  refuge,  flies, 

And  leaves  Ins  fears  behind. 

4  In  times  of  general  distress 

Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine, 
To  shew  the  world  hisTighteousness, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

5  His  works  of  piety  and  love 

Remain  before  "the  Lord  ; 
Honour  on  earth  and  joys  above 
Shall  be  his  sure  reward. 

PSALM  113.    Proper  Tune. 
The  majesty  and  condescension  of  God. 

1  V7"E  that  delight  to  serve  the  Lord, 

X    The  honours  of  his  name  record, 

His  sacred  name  forever  bless  ; 
Where'er  the  circling  sun  displays 
His  rising  beams,  or  setting  rays, 

Let  lands  and  seas  his  power  confess. 

2  Not  time,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds, 
Cau  give  his  vast  dominion  bounds ; 

The  heavens  are  far  below  his  height ; 


224  PSALM  CXIII. 

Let  no  created  greatness  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  compare, 
Arm'd  with  his  uncreated  might. 

3  He  bows  Ins  glorious  head  to  view 
What  the  bright  hosts  of  Angels  do, 

And  bends  liis  care  to  mortal  things ; 
His  sovereign  hands  exalt  the  poor, 
He  takes  the  needy  from  the  door, 

And  makes  them  company  for  kings. 

4  When  childless  families  despair, 
He  sends  the  blessings  of  an  heir 

To  rescue  their  expiring  name  ; 
The  mother,  with  a  thankful  voice, 
Proclaims  his  praises,  and  her  joys  : 

Let  every  age  advance  his  fame. 

PSALM  113.    Long  Metre. 
God  sovereign  and  gracious. 

1  VTE  servants  of  th'  almighty  King, 

i    In  every  age  his  praises  sing ; 
Where'er  the  sun  shall  rise  or  set, 
The  nations  shall  his  praise  repeat. 

2  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  sky, 
Stands  his  high  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Nor  time  nor  place  his  power  restrain, 
Nor  bound  his  universal  reign. 

3  Which  of  the  sons  of  Adam  dare, 
Or  angels,  with  their  God  compare  ? 
His  glories  how  divinely  bright, 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light ! 

4  Behold  his  love,  he  stoops  to  view 
What  saints  above  and  angels  do ; 
And  condescends  yet  more  to  know, 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below  ! 

5  From  dust  and  cottages  obscure 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor ; 
Gives  them  the  honor  of  his  sons, 

And  fits  them  for  their  heavenly  thrones. 

6  [A  word  of  his  creating  voice 

Can  make  the  ban-en  house  rejoice  : 
Though  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  past, 
The  promised  seed  is  born  at  last. 


PSALM  CXV.  T. 

7  With  joy  the  mother  views  her  son, 
And  alls  She  wonders  God  has  done  5 
Faith  may  grow  strong-  when  sense  despairs  ; 
Though  nature  tails,  the  promise  bears.] 

PSALM  114.    Long  Metre, 

Miracles  attending  Israel's  journey. 

1  \\T  HEN  Israel,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand. 

VV    Left  the  proud  tyrant,  and  his  land, 
The  tribes  with  cheerful  homage  own 
Their  King,  and  Judah  was  his  throne. 

2  Across  the  deep  their  journey  lay ; 
The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way ; 
Jordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled 
With  backward  current  to  lus  head. 

3  The  mountains  shook  like  frighted  sheep. 
Like  lambs  the  little  hillocks  leap ; 

Not  Sinai  on  her  base  could  stand, 
Conscious  of  sovereign  power  at  hand. 
•4  What  power  could  make  the  deep  divide  ? 
Or  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide  ? 
Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills  ? 
And  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels  ? 

5  Let  every  mountain,  every  flood 
Retire,  and  know  th'  approaching  God, 
The  King  of  Israel,  see  him  here ; 
Tremble  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns, 
The  rock  to  standing  pools  he  turns ; 
Flints  spring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 
And  fires  and  seas  confess  the  Lord. 

PSALM  115.    Long  Metre. 

The  true  God  our  refuge  ;  or,  Idolatry  reproved. 

1  VTOT  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust, 
Jl^I    Not  to  ourselves  is  glory  due ; 
Tis  thine,  great  God,  the  only  just, 
The  only  gracious,  wise,  and" true. 

2  Shine  forth  in  all  thy  dreadful  name ; 
Whv  should  a  Heathen's  haughtv  tongue 

P 


226  PSALM  CXV. 

Insult  us,  and,  to  raise  our  shame, 

Say,  "  W  here's  tlie  God  you've  served  so  long  ?" 

3  The  God  we  serve  maintains  his  throne 
Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  skies, 
Through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done. 
He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries. 

4  Rut  the  vain  idols  they  adore 

Are  senseless  shapes  of  stone  and  wood  ; 
At  best  a  mass  of  glittering  ore, 
A  silver  saint,  or  golden  god. 

5  [With  eyes  and  ears,  they  carve  their  head  ; 
Deaf  are  their  ears,  their  eyes  are  blind  ; 
In  vain  are  costly  offerings  made. 

And  vows  are  scattered  in  the  wind. 

6  Their  feet  were  never  made  to  move, 
Nor  hands  to  save  when  mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals,  that  pay  them  fear  or  love,' 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

7  O  Israel !  make  the  Lord  thy  hopi . 
Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  rest  ; 
The  Lord  shall  build  thy  ruins  up, 
And  bless  the  people  and  tin  priest. 

8  The  dead  no  more  can  speak  thy  praise.; 
They  dwell  in  silence  and  the  grave  ; 
But  we  shall  live  to  sing  thy  grace. 
And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  save. 

PSALM  115.     Proper  Metre.     As  the  new  time  of 
the  50th  Psalm. 

Popish  idolatry  reproved. 
A  Psalm  for  the  5th  of  November. 

1  l^fOT  to  our  names,  thou  only  just  and  true, 
i_M     Not  to  our  worthless  names  is  glory  due '; 
Thy  power  and  grace,  thy  truth  and  justice  claim 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  sovereign  Name. 

Shine  thro'  the  earth  from  heaven  thy  blest  abode, 
Nor  let  the  heathens  say, '  And  when  \  your  God  ?' 

2  H.av'n  is  thy  higher  court:  there  stands  thy  throne, 
And  thro*  the  lower  worlds  thy  will  is  done  ; 


PSALM  CXVI.  227 

Earth  is  thy  work  ;  the  heav'ns  thy  wisdom  spread  ; 
But  tool s  adore  the  gods  their  bauds  have  made  ; 
The  kneeling  crowd,  with  looks  devout,  behold 
Their  silver  saviours,  and  their  saints  of  gold. 

3  [Vain  are  those  artful  shapes  of  eyes  and  ears; 
The  molten  image  neither  sees  nor  hears : 
Their  helpless  bauds  and  i'eet  can  never  move ; 

They  have  no  speech,  nor  thought,  iter  power,  nor 

love : 
Yet  sottish  mortals  make  their  long  complaints 
To  their  deaf  idols,  and  their  moveless  saints. 

4  The  rich  have  statues  well  adorn'd  with  gold : 
The  poor  content  with  gods  of  coarser  mould, 
With  tools  of  iron,  carve  the  senseless  stock, 
Lopt  from  a  tree,  or  broken  from  a  rock: 
People  and  priest  drive  on  the  solemn  trade, 
And  trust  the  gods,  that  saws  and  hammers  'made.' 

5  Be  heaven  and  earth  amaz'd  !  'Tis  hard  to  say 
Wliich  are  more  stupid,  or  their  gods,  or  they. 
O  Israel !  trust  the  Lord  ;  he  hears  and  sees'; 
He  knows  thy  sorrows  and  restores  thy  peace ; 
His  worship  does  a  thousand  comforts  yield ; 
He  is  thy  help,  and  he  thine  heavenly  shield. 

6  O  Zion !  trust  the  Lord :  Thy  foes  in  vain 
Attempt  thy  ruin,  and  oppose  his  reign  ; 

Had  they  prevail'd,  darkness  had  clOs'd  our  days.. 
And  death  and  silence  had  forbid  his  praise ; 
Hut  we  are  sav'd.  and  live ;  let  songs  arise, 
And  saints  adore  the  God  that  built  the  skies. 

PSALM  116.    First  Part.    Common  Metre, 
Recovery  from  sickness. 
LOVE  the  Lord  ;  he  heard  mv  cries. 


I 


And  pitied  t  very  groan  ; 
Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rise. 

I'll  hastes  to  bis  throne. 
I  love  the  Lord  ;  he  bow  "d  his  ear. 

And  chas'd  my  griefs 
Oh.  let  my  heart"  no  more  despair, 

While  i 


22S  PSALM  CXV1. 

3  My  flesh  dedhVd,  mj  spirits  fell, 

And  I  drew  in  ar  the  dead, 
While  inward  pangs,  and  fears  of  hel  1 
Perplex'd  my  wakeful  head. 

4  u  My  God,  I  cried,  thy  servant  save, 

"  Thou  ever  good  and  just  ; 
"  Thy  power  can  rescue  from  the  grave, 
**  Thy  power  is  all  my  trust." 

5  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distrest, 

He  bade  my  pains  remove  ; 
Return,  my  soul,  to  God,  thy  rest, 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love. 

6  My  God  hath  sav'd  my  soul  from  death, 

And  dry'd  my  falling  tears ; 
Now  to  his  praise  I'll  spend  my  breath, 
And  my  remaining  years. 

PSALM  116.    12,  &c.    Second  Pan.    Com.  Metre. 

Vmvs  made  in  trouble,  jmid  in  the  Church;  or,  Public 

thanks  for  private  deliverance. 

1  "VITTIAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God, 

V  ¥        For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints,  that  till  thy  house, 

My  offerings  shall  be  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows; 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever-blessed  God  ! 
How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight  I 
How  precious  is  their  blood  ! 

4  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are  ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  J 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care.. 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine. 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move ; 
Thy  hand  hath  loos'd  my  bonds  of  pain. 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 


PSALM  C  XVIII.  229 

6  Hi  re  in  thy  courts  I  have  my  vow, 
And  thy  rich  grace  record; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now. 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 

PSALM  117.    Common  Metre. 

Praise  to  God  from  all  nations. 

1  /~v  ALL  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 
V  /     Each  \»  ith  a  dittt rent  tongue ; 
In  ev'ry  language  learn  his  word, 

And  let  his  name  be  sung. 

2  His  mercy  reigns  thro'  every  kind  ; 

Proclaim  his  grace  abroad  ; 
For  ever  firm  his  truth  shall  stand : 
Praise  ye  the  faithful  God. 

PSALM  117.    Long  Metre. 

1  XT'  ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
3l     Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise : 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Thro'  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies, Lord; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
'Till  stuis  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

PSALM  117.    Short  Metre. 

1  rsp  HY  name,  almighty  Lord, 

JL     Shall  sound  thro'  distant  lands ; 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word. 
Thy  truth  for  ever  standi. 

2  Far  be  thine  honour  spread, 
And  long  thy  praise  endure, 

'Till  morning  light  and  evening  shade 
Shall  be  exchanged  no  more. 

PSALM  118.    6—15.    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  a  tumnlt. 
1  rip  HE  Lord  appears  my  helper  now, 
J.       Nor  is  my  faith  afraid  ; 
\\  hate' or  the  sons  of  earth  may  do, 
Since  Heaven  affords  its  aid. 


230  PSALM  CXVI1J. 

2  "lis  safer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  thee, 

And  have  my  God  my  friend, 
Than  trust  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And  on  their  truth  depend. 

3  Like  bees  my  foes  beset  me  round, 

A  large  and  angry  swarm  ; 
But  I  shall  all  their  "l-a,?:-  confound 
By  thine  almighty  arm. 

4  'Tis  thro'  the  Lord  my  heart  is  strong  ; 

In  him  my  lips  rejoice ; 
While  his  salvation  is  my  song. 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice  ! 

5  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round  ; 

When  God  appears,  they  fly ; 
So  burning  thorns  with  crackling  sound,, 
Make  a  fierce  blaze,  and  die. 

6  Joy  to  the  saints  and  peace  belongs ; 

The  Lord  protects  their  days ; 
Let  Israel  tune  immortal  songs 
To  his  almighty  grace. 

PSALM  113.     17—21.    Second  Part.    Com.  Metre. 

Public  praise  for  deliverance  from  death. 

1  T   ORD,  thou  hast  heard  thy  servant  cry, 
JLd     And  rescu'd  from  the  gravej 

Now  shall  he  live  ;  (for  none  can  iliC, 
If  God  resolve  to  save.) 

2  Thy  praise,  more  constant  than  before, 

Shall  till  his  daily  breath; 
Thy  hand,  that  hath  cliastis'd  him  sore, 
Defends  him  stili  from  death. 

3  Open  the  gates  of  Zion  now, 

For  we  shall  worship  there  ; 
The  house,  where  all  the  righteous  go. 
Thy  mercy  to  declare. 

4  Among  th1  assemblies  of  thy  saints 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raise  ; 
There  we  have  told  thee  our  complaint.-. 
And  there  we  speak  thy  praise. 


PSALM  CXVIII.  231 

PSALM  118.    Vu\  22,23.    Third  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
Christ  the  foundation  of  Ids  Church. 
?   T)  EHOI.D  the  sure  foundation  Stone, 
X)     Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
And  liis  eternal  praise. 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

How  glorious  is  his  name  I 
Saints  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 
Kor  shall  they  suffer  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 

Reject  it  with  disdain: 
Ye  t  on  this  Rock  the  church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 

Yet  jo  list  this  building  rise  ; 
;Tis  th)  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 

PSALM  113.    24,25,26.    Fourth  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

Hosannah  ;  the  Lord's  day ;  or,  Christ's  Resurrection 

and  our  salvation. 

1  rip  HIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 

J_       He  calls  the  hours  bis  own, 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose,  and  left  the  dead ; 

And  Satan's  empire  fell  ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosannah  to  th'  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son  ; 
Help  us,  O  Lord,  descend,  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace  ; 
"Who  comes  in  God  his  father's  name 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 


232  PSALM  C XVIII. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 
The  church  on  earth  can  raise  ; 
The  highest  heavens  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

PSALM  118.    22,27.    Short  Metre. 

An  Hosanna  for  the  Lord's  day  ;   or,  A  new  song  of 

salvation  by  Christ. 

1  ^JEE  what  a  living  Stone 
l3   The  builders  did  refuse  ! 

Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon 
In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 

2  The  scribe  and  angry  priest 
Reject  thine  only  Son  ; 

Yet  on  this  rock  shall  Zion  rest, 
As  the  chief  Corner-stone. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine. 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes  ; 

This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  day, 
That  our  Redeemer  made ; 

Let  us  rejoice,  and  dug,  and  pray  ; 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

5  Hosanna  to  the  King 
Of  Da\  id's  royal  blood ; 

Bless  him,  ye  saints  ;  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

6  We  bless  thy  holy  word 
Which  all  this  grace  displays  ; 

And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

PSALM  118.    22,  27.    Long  Metre. 
An  Hosanna  for  the  Lord's  day  ;    or,  A  new  song  of 

salvation  by  Christ. 
1X0!  what  a  glorious  Corner-stone 
I  4  The  Jewish  builders  did  refuse  ; 
But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  spite  of  envy,  and  the  Jews. 
2  Great  God  I  the  work  is  all  divine, 
The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes  ; 


PSALM  CXIX.  233 

This  is  the  clay  that  proves  it  thine, 
The  clay  that  saw  our  Saviour  rise. 

3  Sinners,  rejoice,  and  saints,  lie  glad  ; 
Hosanna  !  let  his  name  be  blest ; 

A  thousand  honours  on  his  head, 
With  pi  ace,  and  light,  and  glory  rest  I 

4  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  to  our  dying  race  ; 

Let  the  whole  church  address  their  King 
With  hearts  of  joy,  and  songs  of  praise. 

PSALM  119. 

I  have  collected  and  disposed  the  most  useful  verses 
of  this  Psalm  under  eighteen  different  heads,  and  for- 
med a  divine  song  upon  each  of  them.  But  the  verses 
are  much  transposed,  to  attain  some  degree  of  con- 
nection. 

In  some  places  instead  of  the  words,  law,commands, 
judgments,  testimonies,  I  have  used  gospel,rvord,  grace, 
truth,  promises,  &c.  as  more  agreeable  to  the  New 
Testament,  and  the  common  language  of  Christians  ; 
and  it  equally  answers  the  design  of  the  Psalmist, 
which  was  to  recommend  the  holy  scriptures. 

PSALM  119.    First  Pait.    Common  Metre. 

Tie  blessedness  of  saints,  and  misery  of  sinners. 

Ver.  1,2,3. 

1  T>  LEST  are  the  undefil'd  in  heart, 
_D     Whose  ways  are  right  and  clean  ; 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 

But  fly  from  every  sin. 

2  Blest  are  the  men  that  keep  thy  word, 

And  practise  thy  commands ; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  seek  the  Lord, 
And  serve  thee  with  their  hands. 

Ver.  165. 

3  Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  law ; 


How  firm  their  souls  abide ! 
Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 
Their  steady  feet  aside. 


234  PSALM  CXIX. 

Vcr.  6. 

4  Then  shall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 

And  keep  my  face  from  shame, 
When  all  iliy  statutes  I  obey, 
And  honour  all  thy  name. 

Ver.  21,118. 

5  But  haughty  sinners  God  Will  hate, 

The  proud  shall  die  accurst  ; 
The  sons  of  falsehood  and  deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  dust. 

Ver.  119,155. 

6  Vile  as  the  dross  the  wicked  are  ; 

And  those  that  have  thy  ways 
Shall  see  salvation  from  afar, 
But  never  taste  thy  grace. 

PSALM  119.    Second  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Secret  devotion  and  spirit iml-miiulcdncsa  ;  or,  Constant 
converse  "with  God. 

Ver.  147,  55. 
1  t~r*  O  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 
X       My  gracious  God,  I  pray  ; 
I  meditate  thy  name  by  night. 


And  keep  thy  law  by  day. 
Ver.  81. 

2  My  spirit  faints  to  see  thy  grace ; 

Thy  promise  bean  me"  up ; 
And,  while  salvation  long  delays. 
Thy  word  supports  my  hope. 
Ver.  164. 

3  Seven  times  a  day  I  lift  my  hands. 

And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee : 
Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
Repeated  praise  from  me. 
Ver.  62. 

4  When  midnight  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

I  call  thy  works  to  mind  ; 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rise. 
And  sweet  acceptance  find. 


PSALM  CXIX.  2: 

PSALM  119.     Third  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Professions  of  sincerity,  repentance  and  obedience. 
Ver.  57,  60. 

1  np  HOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God  ; 

X       Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  haste  t'  obey 'thy  word, 
And  suffers  no  delay. 

Ver.  30,  14. 

2  I  choose  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice : 

Xot  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 

Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace, 

I  set  before  mint  eyes  ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 
Ver.  59. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways, 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
And  trust  thy  pard'ning  grace. 
Ver.  94,  114. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine, 

Oh,  save  thy  servant,  Lord ! 
Than  art  013-  shield,  my  hiding-place; 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 

Ver.  112. 

6  Thou  hast  inclin'd  this  heart  of  mine, 

Thy  statutes  to  fulfil; 
And  thus  'till  mortal  life  shall  end 
Would  I  perform  thy  will. 

PSALM  119.    Fourth  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Instruction  from  scripture. 
Ver.  9. 
1  XTO^V  sJjflH  the  young  secure  their  hearts,, 
JUL     And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
1  by  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 


236  TSALM  CXIX. 

Ver.  130. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind. 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

Ver.  105. 

3  'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light 

That  guides  us  all  tin  day  ; 

And  thro'  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  kad  our  way. 

Vu\  99,  100. 

4  The  men  that  keep  thy  law  with  care, 

And  meditate  thy  word, 
Grow  w  iser  than  their  teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 

Ver.  104,  113. 

5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise  ; 

I  hate  the  sinner's  road ; 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise. 
But  love  thy  law,  mj  God. 

Ver.  39,90,91. 

6  [The  starry  heavens  thy  rule  obey ; 

The  earth  maintains  her  place  ; 
And  these  thy  servants  night  and  day 
Thy  skill  and  power  express. 

7  But  still  thy  law  and  gospel,  Lord, 

Have  lessons  more  divine  ; 
Nor  earth  stands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  stars  so  nobly  shine.] 

Ver.  160,  140,  9,  116. 

8  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  ; 

How  mire  is  ev'ry  page  ! 
That  boh  book  shall  guide  our  youth. 
And  well  support  our  age. 


PSALM  cxix.  eft 

PSALM  119.    Fifth  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Delight  in  scripture  ;  or,  The  word  of  God  dwelling 

in  us. 

Veu.  97. 

1  ^v  H,  how  I  love  thy  holy  law ! 
yj  'Tis  daily  my  delight : 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 

Divine  advice  hy  night. 

Ver.  148. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day, 

To  meditate  thy  word  : 
My  soul  with  longing  melts  away 
To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 
Ver.  3,  13,  54. 

3  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage  ! 

How  well  employ  my  tongue  1 
And  in  my  tiresome  pilgrimage 
Yields  me  a  heav'nly  song. 

Ver.  19,  103. 

4  Am  I  a  stranger,  or  at  home, 

'Tis  my  perpetual  feast : 
Not  honey  dropping  from  the  comb 
So  much  allures  the  taste. 

Ver.  72,  127. 

5  No  treasures  so  enrich  the  mind  ; 

Nor  shall  thy  word  be  sold 

For  loads  of  silver  well  refin'd, 

Nor  heaps  of  choicest  gold. 

Ver.  28,  49,  175. 
fl  When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 
Thy  promises  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 

PSALM  119.    Sixth  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Holiness  and  comfort  from  the  -word. 
Ver.  128. 
J  T   ORD,  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right, 
JLi  And  all  thy  statutes  just : 


233  PSALM  CXIX. 

Thence  I  maintain  a  constant  fighl 
With  every  flattering  lust. 
Ver.  97,  9. 

2  Thy  precepts  often  I  survey  ; 

I  keep  thy  laws  in  sight,' 
Thro'  all  the  bus'ness  of  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 
Ver.  62. 

3  My  heart  in  midnight  silence  cries. 

"  How  swett  thy  comforts  be  !"' 
My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rise, 
And  bring  their  tiiaidvs  to  thee. 
Yer.  152. 

4  And  when  my  spirit  drinks  htr  fill, 

At  some  good  word  of  thine, 
Not  mighty  men  that  share  the  spoil 
Have  joys  eompar'd  to  mine. 

PSALM  119.    Seventh  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Imjjeifectien  of  nature,  and  perfection  of  scripture. 

Ver.  96.    Paraphrased. 


L 


To  form  one  j>erftct  book, 
Great  God  !  if  once  compar'd  with  thine 
How  mean  their  writings  look  ! 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gate 

Could  shew  one  sin  forgiven, 

Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave  : 

But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

3  I've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below  ; 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  falJ, 
And  can  no  farther  go. 

4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  just  with  God. 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought 
But  "thy  commands,  exceeding  broad. 
Extend  to  every  thought. 

5  In  vain  we  boast  perfection  here. 

While  sin  defiles  our  frame. 
And  sinks  our  virtues  down  so  far, 
They  scarce  deserre  the  name. 


PSALM  CXtX.  239 

i  ouv  faith,  ami  love,  and  ever;  grace, 
Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
Hnl  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

PSALM  119.    Eight  Part.    Common  Metre. 
The  u'ord  of  God  is  the  saints  portion  ;  or,  The  excel- 
lency and  variety  of  scrijjture. 
Ver.  111.    Paraphrased. 

1  T   ORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice,. 
\_j     My  lasting  heritage  ; 

There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  histories  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight ; 
While  thro'  thy  promises  I  rove, 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 

3  *Ti<  a  hroad  land  of  wealth  unknown. 

"Wh^re  springs  of  life  arise, 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies  : 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have. 

It  makes  our  sorrow  s  blest ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest.- 

PSALM  119.     Ninth  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Desire  of  knowledge  ;  or.  The  teaching  of  the  Spir-J 

with  the  teerd. 

Ver.  64,  68.  18. 

1  npHY  mercies  fill  the  earth.  O  Lord,, 

JL       How  good  thy  works  appear  ! 
Open  mine  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
And  see  thy  w  ouders  there. 
Ver.  73, 125. 

2  My  heart  was  fashion'd  by  thy  hand- 

My  service  is  thy  due, 
Oh,  make  thy  servant  understand 
The  duties  he  must  do  ! 


210  PSALM  CXIX. 

Ver.  19. 

3  Since  I'm  a  stranger  here  below. 

Let  not  thy  path  be  hid  ; 
But  mark  the  road  my  feet  should  go. 
And  be  my  constant  guide. 
Ver.  26. 

4  When  I  confess'd  my  wandering  ways. 

Thou  heard'st  my  soul  complain  ; 
Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  grate. 
Or  I  shall  stray  again. 

Ver.  33,  $4. 

5  If  God  to  me  his  statutes  shew. 

And  heavenly  truth  impart. 

His  work  for  ever  I'll  pursue, 

His  law  shall  rule  my  heart. 

Ver.  50,71. 

6  This  was  my  comfort  when  I  bore 

Variety  of  grief ; 
It  made  me  learn  thy  word  the  more. 
And  fly  to  that  relief. 

Ver.  51. 

7  [In  vain  the  proud  deride  me  now  : 

I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  law, 
Nor  let  that  bless  d  gospel  go, 
Whence  all  my  hopes  I  draw. 
Ver.  29, 171. 

8  When  I  have  leam'd  my  Father's  will, 

I'll  teach  the  world  his  ways  ; 
My  thankful  lips,  inspir'd  with  zeal, 
Shall  loud  pronounce  his  praise.] 

PSALM  119.    Tenth  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Pleading  the  promises. 


Ver.  38,  49. 
EHOLD  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord. 
Devoted  to  thy  fear  ; 
Remember  and  confirm  thy  word. 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 


JB 


PSALM  CXIX.  24 

V.  r.  41,  58,  107. 

2  Ha«t  thou  not  writ  salvation  down, 

And  proniis'd  quickening  grace  ? 
Doth  not  my  heart  address  thy  tluone  : 
And  yet  iliy  love  delays. 

Yer.  123,  12. 

3  Mine  eyes  for  thy  salvation  fail : 

Oh,  bear  thy  servant  up ! 
Nor  let  the  scoffing  lips  prevail, 
Who  dare  reproach  my  hope. 
Ver.  49,  74. 

4  Didst  thou  not  raise  my  faith,  O  Lord  ? 

Then  let  thy  truth  appear  : 
Saints  shall  rejoice  in  my  reward, 
And  trust,  as  well  as  fear. 

PSALM  119.    Eleventh  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Breathing  after  holiness. 

Ver.  5,  33. 

OH,  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 
To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
Oh,  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  w  ill  I 
Ver.  29. 

2  Oli,  send  thy  spirit  down  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart ! 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  dec-tit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

Ver.  37,  30. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes ; 

Let  no  corrupt  design, 
Nor  covetous  desires  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 
Ver.  133. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keftpmv  conscience  clear. 
Q 


12  rSALM  CXIX. 

Ver.  176. 
My  soul  hath  gone  too  far  astray. 

My  feet  too  Often  slip  : 
Yet  since  I've  sot  forgot  thy  way, 

Restore  thy  wandexing-sneepj 
Vex.  35. 
Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands ; 

'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 

Offend  against  my  Goth 

PSALM  119.    Tv.x'fih  Part.    Common  Metre, 

Breathing  after  comji  rt  and  deliverance. 

Ver.  153. 
Jod,  considi  r  my  distress, 


Wll 


mercy  pli  ad  my  cause  : 
Tho'  I  have  sinird  against  thy  grace, 
I  can't  forge  t  tin  law  s. 

Ver.  .30,116. 
2  Forbid,  forbid  the  sharp  reproachj 
Which  I  so  justly  fear  ; 
Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my  hope  •. 
Nor  let  my  shame  appi  ar. 

\\r.  122, 135. 
Z  LV  thou  a  surety,  Lord,  forme, 
IS  or  let  the  proud  oppress ; 
But  make  thy  waiting  s;  rvant  see 
The  shillings  of  thy  face. 
Ver.  S2. 

4  My  eyes  with  expectation  fail  : 

My  heart  whhtfime  cries, 
M  When  will  'he  Lord  his  truth  fulfil, 
"  And  make  my  comforts  rise  t" 
Ver.  132. 

5  Look  down  upon  my  sorrows.  Lord, 

Aid  shew  thy  grace  the  same, 
As  thou  art  ever  wont  t' afford 
To  those  that  love  thy  name. 


PSALM  CXTX.  243 

PSALM  HP.    Thirteenth  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Holy  fear,  and  tenderness  of  conscience. 

Ver.  10. 

1  ~*T7"ITH  my  whole  heart  I*ve  sought  thy  face, 

V  V      Oh,  let  me  never  stray 
From  thy  commands,  O  God  of  grace, 
Nor  tread  the  sinner's  way ! 
Ver.  ll." 

2  Thy  word  I've  hid  within  my  heart 

To  keep  my  conscience  clean, 
And  be  an  everlasting  guard 
From  every  rising  sin. 

Ver.  63,  53,  15S. 

3  I'm  a  companion  of  the  saints, 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord  ; 
My  sorrows  rise,  my  nature  faints, 
'When  men  transgress  thy  word. 
Ver.  161,  163. 

4  While  sinners  do  thy  gospel  wrong, 

My  spirit  stands  in  awe  ; 
My  soul  abhors  a  lying  tongue, 
But  loves  thy  righteous  law. 
Ver.  161, 120. 

5  My  heart  with  sacred  reverence  hears 

The  threatenings  of  thy  word ; 
My  flesh  with  holy  trembling  fears 
The  judgments'  of  the  Lord. 
Ver.  166, 174. 

6  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait, 

For  thy  salvation  still ; 
While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight, 
And  1  obey  thy  will. 

PSALM  119.    Fourteenth  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Benefit  of  afflictions,  and  sttpjwrt  under  them. 
Ver.  153,  81,  82. 
1  f^  OXSIDER  all  my  sorrows,  Lord, 
\_j     And  thy  deliverance  send ; 
My  soid  for  thy  salvation  faints ; 
"When  will  my  troubles  end  ? 


241  PSALM  CXIX. 

Ver.  71. 

2  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Father's  rod ; 
Afflictions  make  me  learn  thy  law, 
And  live  upon  my  God. 
Ver.  50. 

3  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy 

When  new  distress  beans  ; 
I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy  way, 
And  hate  my  former  sins. 
Ver.  92, 

4  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight 

When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 
My  soul,  opprest  with  sorrow's  weight. 
Had  sunk  among  the  dead. 
Ver.  75. 

5  I  know  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right. 

Tho'  they  may  seem  severe  ; 
The  sharpest  sufferings  I  endure, 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 
Ver.  67. 

6  Before  I  knew  thy  chastening  rod 

My  feet  were  apt  to  stray  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 

PSALM  119.    Fifteenth  Pan.    Common  Hetre. 

Holy  Resolutions. 

Ver.  93. 
i  /""VH,  that  thy  statutes  every  hour. 
\J     Might  dwell  upon  my  mind ! 
Thence  I  derive  a  quickening  power, 
And  daily  peace  I  rind. 

Ver.  15,  16. 
2  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord, 
Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  soul  shall  ne'er  fox-get  thy  word ; 
Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 


PSALM  CXIX.  24? 

Ver.  32. 

3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 

Should*  t  thou  my  heart  discharge 
From  sin,  and  Satan's  hateful  chains., 
And  sot  mj  feet  at  large  ! 

Ver.  13,  46. 

4  My  lips  with  courage  shall  declare 

Thy  statutes  and  thy  name  ; 
I'll  speak  thy  word,  tho'  kings  should  hear, 
Nor  yield  to  sinful  shame. 

Ver.  61,  69,  70. 

5  Let  bands  of  persecutors  rise 

To  rob  me  of  my  right ; 
Let  pride  and  malice  forge  their  lies  ; 
Toy  law  is  my  delight. 

Ver.  115. 

6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wickt  d  race. 

Whose  hands  and  hearts  are  ill  : 
I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways, 

And  must  obey  his  will. 
PSALM  119.    Sixteenth  Part.    Common  Metro* 
Prayer  for  quickening  grace. 
Ver.j25,  37. 

1  "VT  Y  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust ; 
JlVJL  Lord,  give  me  life  divine : 
From  vain  desires,  and  every  lust, 

Turn  oft"  these  eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 

To  speed  me  in  thy  way, 
Lest  I  should  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 

Ver.  107. 

3  When  sore  afflictions  press  me  down, 

I  need  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Thy  word  that  I  have  rested  on 
Shall  help  my  heaviest  hours. 
Ver.  150,  40. 

4  Are  not  thy  mereif  s  sovereign  still. 

And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 


246  PSALM  CX1X. 

Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  wanner  zeal 
To  run  the  heavenly  road  1 
Ver.  150,  40. 

5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  la 

And  long  to  s.  e  thy  race  r 
And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move, 
Without  enlivening  grace  ! 
Ver.  93. 

6  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more, 

And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
When  1  have  fl  It  its  quickening  power 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lard. 

PSALM  119.    Seventeenth  Part.    Long  Metre: 

Courage  and  perseverance  under   persecution ;   or, 

Grace  shining  in  difficulties  and  trials. 

Ver.  1-43,28. 

1  "1TTHEN  pain  and  anguish  seize  me,  Lord. 

V  V     All  my  support  is  from  thy  word : 
My  soul  dissolves  for  heaviness, 
Uphold  me  with  thy  strengthening  grace. 
Ver.  51,69,  110. 

2  The  proud  have  fram'd  their  scoffs  and  lies, 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes, 
And  tempt  my  soul  to  snares  and  sin, 

Yet  tin  commands  1  ne'er  decline. 
Ver.  161,78. 
.}  They  hate  me.  Lord,  without  a  cause. 
They  hate  to  see  me  love  thy  laws ; 
Hut  I  will  trust  and  fear  thy  name, 
'Till  pride  and  malice  die  with  shame. 

PSALM  119.    Last  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Sanctified  afflictions ;  or,  Delight  in  the  word  of  Cod. 

Ver.  67,  59. 
1  T7*  ATHER,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand  ♦ 
_T     How  kind  w  as  thy  chastising  rod, 
That  forc1d  my  conscience  to  a  stand, 
And  brought  my  wandering  soul  to  God ! 
-1  Foolish  and  vain  I  went  astray, 
Ere  1  had  felt  thy  scourges,  Lord ; 


PSALM  CXX.  2-J7 

I  Lit  my  £t:ide, and  lost  my  way. 
But  now  i  love  andkeep  tliy  word. 
,      Ver.  71. 

3  *Tis  good  for  mete  wearihe  yoke  , 
Tor  pride  is  apt  to  rise  and  swell: 

'  1  is  good  to  bear  ray  Father's  stroke. 
That  1  might  learn  his  statutes  well. 
Ver.  72. 

4  The  law  that  issues  from  thy  mouth 
Shall  ra:,.j  my  cheerful  passions  more 
Than  all  the  treasures  oi  the  South, 
Or  Western  hills  of  golden  ore. 

Ver.  73. 

5  Thy  hands  ha\  e  made  my  mortal  frame, 
Thy  Spirit  forra'd  my  soul  withii.  ; 
Teach  me  to  know  thy  wondrous  name, 
And  guard  me  safe  from  death  and  sin. 

Ver.  74. 
G  Then  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord 
At.  my  salvation  shall  rejoice  ; 
For  I  have  hoped  in  thy  word, 
And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice. 

PSALM  120.   -Common  Metre. 

Complaint  of  Oiiarrelsomc  neighbours  ;  or,  A  devodi 

wish  for  peace. 

1  np  HOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever  hlest, 

1.     Pity  my  sui 
When  wilt  thou  set  my  soul  at  rest 
From  lips  that  love  deceit  ? 

2  Hard  lot  of  mine  !  my  days  are  cast 

Among  the  sons  of  strife. 
Whose  never-ceasing  brawiings  waste 
My  golden  hours  of  life. 

3  Oh,  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 

How  would  I  choose  to  dwell 
In  some  wide,  lonesome  wilderness, 
And  leave  these  gates  of  hell  ! 

4  Peace  is  the  blessinsr  that  I  seek ; 

How  lovely  are  its  charms ! 


248  PSALM  CXXI. 

I  am  for  peace  ;  but  when  I  speak, 
They  all  declare  lor  anus. 

5  New  passions  still  their  souls  engage, 

And  keep  their,  malice  strong  ; 
What  shall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage, 
O  thou  devouring  tongue  ? 

6  Should  burning  arrows  smite  thee  through, 

Strict   justice  would  approve  ; 

But  I  would  rather  spare  my  foe, 

And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

PSALM  121.    Long  Metre. 
Divine  Protection. 

1  TTPto  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

\J    Th'  eternal  hills  beyond  the  skies  ; 
Thence  all  her  help  my  soul  derives  ; 
There  my  almighty  refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives  ;  the  everlasting  God, 

That  built  the  world,  that  spread  the  flood  ; 
The  heavens  with  all  their  hosts  he  mad  % 
And  the  dark  regions  of  th-  dead. 

3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way  ; 
His  morning  smiles  bless  all  the  day  : 
He  spreads  the  evening  veil,  and  keeps 
The  silent  hours,  while  Israel  sleeps. 

4  Israel,  a  name  divinely  West, 
May  rise  secure,  securely  rest  ; 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  slumber,  nor  surprise. 

5  No  sun  shall  smite  thy  head  by  day  ; 
Nor  the  pale  moon  with  sickly  ray 
Shall  blast  thy  couch  ;  no  baleful  star 
Dart  his  malignant  fire  so  far. 

6  Should  earth  and  hell  with  malice  burn,. 
Still  thou  shalt  gjo,  and  still  return, 
S;;fe  m  the  Lord  ;  his  heavenly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  every  snare. 

7  On  thee  foul  spirits  have  no  power  ; 
And,  in  thy  last  departing  hour, 
Angels,  that  trace  the  airy  road, 
Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 


PSALM  CXXI.  24S 

PSALM  121.    Common  Metre. 
Preservation  by  day  and  nigltt. 

1  rjr\  O  beaten  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes  ; 

J_    There  all  my  hopes  are  laid  ; 
The  Lord,  tliat  built  the  earth  and  skies.. 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  feet  shall  never  slide,  nor  fall, 

Whom  he  designs  to  keep  ; 

His  ear  attends  the  softest  call ; 

His  eyes  can  never  sleep. 

3  He  will  sustain  our  weakest  powers 

With  his  almighty  arm, 
And  watch  our  most  unguarded  hours 
Against  surprising  harm. 

4  Israel,  rejoice,  and  rest  secure  ; 

Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  ; 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  power 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 

5  Nor  scorching  sun,  nor  sickly  moon, 

Shall  have  his  leave  to  smite  : 
He  shields  thy  head  from  burning  noon. 
From  blasting  damps  at  night. 

6  He  guards  thy  soul,  he  keeps  thy  breath.. 

Where  thickest  dangers  come  : 

Go  and  return,  secure  from  death, 

'Till  God  command  thee  home. 

PSALM  121.    As  the  USth  Psalm.    Proper  Metre. 

God  our  preserver. 
1  TTPWARD  I  lift  mine  eyes  ; 
\_J    From  God  is  all  my  aid  ; 
The  God  that  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  ; 
God  is  the  tower, 
To  which  I  fly  ; 
His  grace  is  nigh 
In  every  hour. 
-J  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 
Nor  fall  in  fatal  snares, 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guidr. 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 


250  PSALM  CXXII. 

Those  wakeful  eyes, 
That  never  sleep, 
Shah  Israel  keep 
When  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heats  hy  day, 
Nor  blasts  of  evening  air 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there  : 

Thou  art  my  sun, 
And  thou  my  shade, 
To  guard  iny  head 
By  night  or  noon. 

4  Hast  thou  not  given  thy  word 
To  save  my  soul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord 

To  keep  n.\  mortal  breath. 
I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die, 
'Till  from  on  high 
Thou  call  me  home. 

PSALM  122.    Common  Mitre. 

Going  to  Church. 

1  TTOW  did  my  hear;  rejoice  to  hear 
XX   My  friends  devoutly  say, 

"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
"  And  keep  the  solemn  day  !'" 

2  I  love  her  gates,  I  lovt  the  road  : 

The  church  adorn'd  with  grace 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God 
To  shew  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts  with  joys  unknown 

The  holy  tribes  repair; 
The  son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints ; 

And  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saint;, 
We  tremble,  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace,  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  goes!  ' 


PSALM  CXXII. 

With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 
Be  heir  attendants  blest ! 

d  My  soul  shall  ln";l)'  for  Zion  still, 
'While  life  or  breath  remains  ; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell 
There  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 

PSALM  122.    Proper  Metre. 

Going  to  Church. 

1  TTOW  pleas'd  and  blest  was  I, 
XX   To  hear  the  people  cry, 

•(  Come,  Let  us  seek  our  God  to  day  !" 

Yes,  with  a  cheerful  7.eal 

We  haste  to  Zioifs  lull, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honours  pay. 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 

Adorn'd  with  wondrous  grace, 
And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round  ■ 

In  thee  our  tribes  appear 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 
The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  There  David's  greater  Son 
Has  fix'd  his  royal  throne  ; 

He  sits  for  grace  and  judgment  there  : 

He  bids  the  saint  be  glad  ; 

He  makes  the  sinner  sad  ; 
Ami  humble  souls  rejoice  with  fear. 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  w  itliin  thee  wait 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest  : 
The  man  that  seeks  thy  peace, 
And  wishes  thine  increase, 

A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest ! 

5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows : 
"  Peace  to  this  sacred  house  !" 

For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell  : 

Ami  since  my  glorious  Got! 

Makes  thee  his  blest  abode, 
My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 


252  PSALM  CXXIV. 

PSALM  123.    Common  Metre. 
Pleading  with  submission. 

1  /"\  THOU,  whose  grace  and  justice  reign 
\J     Enthron'd  alnne  the  skie>. 
To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain. 

To  thee  we  lift  our  eyes. 

2  As  servants  watch  their  master's  hand, 

And  fear  the  angry  stroke  ; 
Or  maids  before  their  mistress  stand, 
And  wait  a  peaceful  look : 

3  So  for  our  sins  we  justly  feel 

Thy  discipline,  O  God  ; 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  still, 
'Till  thou  remove  thy  rod. 

4  Those,  that  in  wealth  and  pleasure  Dve, 

Our  daily  groans  deride, 
And  thy  delays  of  mercy  give 
Fresh  courage  to  their  pride. 

5  Our  foes  insult  us,  but  our  hope 

In  thy  compassion  lies  ; 
This  thought  shall  bear  our  spirits  up, 
That  God  will  not  despise. 

PSALM  124.     Long  Metre. 
J.  song  for  public  deliverance  from  great  calamities, 

1  TTAD  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say, 
XI  Had  not  the  Lord  maintain'd  our  side, 
"When  men  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
Host  like  the  swelling  of  the  tide  ; 

2  The  swelling  tide  had  stopt  our  breath, 
So  fiercely  did  the  waters  roll, 

We  had  been  swallow 'd  deep  in  death  ; 
Proud  waters  had  o'erwhelm'd  our  soul. 

3  We  leap  for  ioy,  we  shout  and  sing, 
Who  |ust  escap'd  the  fatal  stroke  ; 
So  flies  the  bird  with  chv*rfulwing, 
When  once  the  fowler's  snare  is  brokei 

4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  broke  the  fowler's  cursed  snare, 
Who  sav'd  us  from  the  murdering  sword, 
And  made  our  lives  and  souls  his  care. 


PSALM  CXXV.  233 

5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 
Who  form'd  the  earth,  and  built  the  skies ; 
He,  that  upholds  that  wondrous  frame, 
Guards  his  own  church  with  watchful  eyes. 

PSALM  125.    Common  Metre. 

T/ic  saint's  trial  and  safety. 

1  YTN  SHAKEN  as  the  sacred  hill, 

U    And  fix'd  as  mountains  be, 

Firm  as  a  rock,  the  soul  shall  rest, 

That  leans,  O  Lord,  on  thee. 

S  Not  walls,  nor  hills,  could  guard  so  well 

Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 

As  those  eternal  arms  of  love, 

That  every  saint  surround. 

3  While  tyrants  are  a  smarting  scourge, 

To  drive  them  near  to  God, 
Divine  compassion  still  allays 
The  fury  of  the  rod. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  souls  sineere. 

And  lead  them  safely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  paradise. 
Where  Christ,  their  Lord,  is  gone. 

5  But  if  we  trace  those  crooked  ways 

Which  the  old  serpent  drew, 
The  wTath  that  drove  him  first  to  hell, 
Shall  smite  his  followers  too. 

PSALM  125.    Short  Metre. 

The  saints  trial  and  safety  ;  or,  Moderated  afflktiom. 

1  T^  IRM  and  unmov'd  are  they 
J;     That  rest  their  souls  on  God ; 

Fix'd  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  ark  abode. 

2  As  mountains  stood  to  guard 
The  city's  sacred  ground, 

So  God  and  his  almighty  love 
Embrace  his  saints  around. 

3  What  tho'  the  Father's  rod 
Drop  a  chastising  stroke  ; 


254  PSALM  CXXVI. 

Yet,  lest  it  wound  their  souls  too  deep, 
Its  fury  shall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  those 
Whose  faith  and  pious  fear, 

Whose  hope  and  love,  and  every  grace. 
Proclaim  their  hearts  sincere. 

5  Nor  shall  the  tyrant's  rage 
Too  long  oppress  the  saint ; 

The  God  of  Israel  will  support 
His  children,  lest  they  faint. 

6  But  if  our  slavish  fear 
Will  choose  the  road  to  hell, 

We  must  rtceive  our  portion  there, 
Where  bolder  sinners  dwell. 

PSALM  12G.    Long  Metre. 
Surprising  deliverance. 

1  "¥T7"HEN  God  restor'd  our  captive  state, 

V  V     Joy  was  our  song,  and  grace  our  theme  ; 
A  grace  beyond  our  hopes  so  great, 
That  joy  appear'd  a  painted  dream. 

2  The  scoffer  owns  thy  hand,  and  pays 
Unwilling  honors  to  thy  name  ; 
While  we  with  pleasure  shout  thy  praise, 
With  cheerful  notes  thy  love  proclaim. 

3  When  we  review'd  our  dismal  fears, 
'Twas  hard  to  think  they'd  vanish'd  so  ; 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tears, 
He  makes  our  joys  like  rivers  flow. 

4  The  man,  that  in  his  furrow'd  field, 
His  scatter 'd  seed  with  sadness  leaves, 
Will  shout  to  see  the  harvest  yield 

A  welcome  load  of  joyful  sheaves. 

PSALM  126.    Common  Metre. 

The  joy  of  a  remarkable  conversion  ;  or,  Melancholy 

removed. 
1  "ITTHEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 
VV     And  chang'd  my  mournful  state. 
My  rapture seem'd  a  pleasant  dream. 
The  grace  appear'd  so  great. 


1JS  ViVI  CXXVIL  255 

,,lil  beheld  the  glorious  change, 
And  did  thj  hand  confess  ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  mug  surprising  grace. 
;  u  Great  is  the.  work,"  my  neighbours  cry'd, 
And  own'd  thy  pow'r  divine  ; 
••  Great  i->  the  work,"  my  heart  reply'd, 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine," 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the.  darkest  skies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise, 
To  rivi  rs  of  delight. 

5  Let  those,  that  sow  in  sadness,  wait 

'Till  the  fair  ham '<   r  come  ; 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
'     And  shout  the  hk  ssings  home. 

6  Tlio'  settl  lie  bury'd  long  in  dust, 

It  shan't  deceive  their  hope  ; 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  lost ; 
1'or  grace  insures  the  crop. 

PSALM  127.    Long  Metre. 

jpie  blessing  of  God  on  the  business  and  comforts  of  life, 

1  TF  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost 

X  And  pains  to  build  the  house  are  lost ; 

If  God  the  city  w  ill  not  keep, 

The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  sleep. 

2  What  tho'  you  rise  before  the  sun, 
And  work  and  toil  when  day  is  clone, 
Careful  and  sparing  eat  your  bread, 
To  shun  that  poverty  you  dread ; 

3  'Tisall  in  vain.  Y!l  G.xl  bath  West ; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  rest  ; 
Children  and  friends  are  blessings  too, 
If  God,  our  sovereign,  make  them  so. 

-1  Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  sends 
Obedient  children,  faithful  friends ; 
How  sweet  our  daily  comforts  prove 
When  they  are  season "d  with  lus  love  ! 


.56  PSALM  CXXVIII. 

I'SALM  127.    Common  Metre. 
God  all  in  all. 

1  TF  God  to  build  the  house  deny, 
JL     The  builders  work  in  vain  ; 
And  towns,  without  his  wakeful  eye, 

An  useless  watch  maintain. 

2  Before  the  morning-beams  arise, 

Your  painful  work  renew, 
And  'till  the  stars  ascend  the  skies 
Your  tiresome  toil  pursue. 
>  Short  be  your  sleep,  and  coarse  your  fare  ; 
In  vain,  'till  God  has  blest ; 
But,  if  his  smiles  attend  your  care, 
You  shall  have  food  and  rest. 
1  Nor  children,  relatives,  nor  friends, 
Shall  real  blessings  prove, 
Nor  all  the  earthly  joys  he  sends, 
If  sent  without  his  love. 

PSALM  128.    Common  Metre. 
Family  Blessings. 

1  f\  HAPPY  man,  whose  soul  is  fill'd 
\J     With  zeal  and  reverend  awe  ! 
Whose  lips  to  God  their  honors  yield, 

Whose  life  adorns  the  law. 

2  A  careful  providence  shall  stand, 

And  ever  guard  thy  head, 

And  on  the  labors  of  thy  hand 

Its  kindly  blessings  slied. 

3  Thy  wife  shall  be  a  fruitful  vine ; 

Thy  cliildren  round  thy  board, 
Each  like  a  plant  of  honor  slune, 
And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  shall  thy  best  hopes  fulfil 

For  months  and  years  to  come  ; 

The  Lord  who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill 

Shall  send  the  blessings  home. 

5  This  is  the  man,  whose  happy  eyes 

Shall  see  his  house  increase, 

Shall  see  the  sinking  church  arise. 

And  leave  the  world  in  peacei 


PSALM  CXXIX. 

PSALM  129.    Common  Metre. 

Persecutors  punished, 

1  X  TP  from  my  youth,  may  Israel  say, 
\J    Have  I  been  nurs'tl  in  tears  ; 
My  griefs  were  constant  as  the  day. 
And  tedious  as  the  years. 
3  Up  from  my  youth*  I  bore  the  rage 
Of  all  the  sons  of  strife  ; 
Oft  they  assail'd  my  riper  age, 
But  not  destroy'd  my  life. 

3  Their  cruel  plough  had  torn  my  flesh, 

With  furrows  long  and  deep, 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  wounds  afresh-, 
Nor  let  my  sorrows  sleep. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  throne, 

And  with  impartial  eye, 
Measur'd  the  mischiefs  they  had  done, 
Then  let  his  arrows  fly. 

5  How  was  their  insolence  surprised, 

To  hear  his  thunders  roll ! 
And  all  the  foes  of  Zion  seiz'd 
With  horror  to  the  soul. 

6  Thus  shall  the  men  that  hate  the  saints* 

Be  blasted  from  the  sky ; 
Their  glory  fades,  their  courage  faints, 
And  all  their  projects  die. 

7  [What  though  they  flourish  tall  and  fair. 

They  have  no  root  beneath  ; 
Their  growth  shall  perish  in  despair, 
And  lie  despis'din  death.] 

8  [So  com,  that  on  the  house  top  standi, 

No  hope  of  harvest  gives  ; 
The  reaper  ne'er  shall  fill  his  hands, 
Nor  binder  fold  the  sheaves  : 

9  It  springs  and  withers  on  the  place  ; 

No  traveller  bestows 
A  word  of  blessing  on  the  grass. 
Nor  minds  it  as  he  goes.] 
R 


258  PSALM  CXXX. 

PSALM  130.  Common  Metre. 
Pardoning  Grace. 

1  f\  UT  of  the  depths  of  long  distress* 
\J  The  borders  of  despair, 

I  sent  my  cries  to  seek  thy  grace, 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 

2  Great  God  !  should  thy  severer  eye, 

And  tliine  impartial  hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
No  mortal  flesh  could  stand. 

3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God 

For  crimes  of  high  degree  ; 
Tliy  Son  lias  bought  them  with  his  blood. 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 

4  [I  wait  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 

With  strong  desires  I  wait ; 
My  sonl ,  invited  by  thy  word, 
Stands  watching  at  thy  gate.] 

5  [Just  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 

Long  for  the  morning  skies, 
Watch  the  first  beams  ofbreaking  light, 
And  meet  them  with  then  eyes  : 

6  So  waits  my  soul  to  see  thy  grace, 

And,  more  intent  than  they. 
Meets  the  first  openings  of  thy  face, 
And  finds  a  brighter  day.] 

7  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Israel  trust ; 

Let  Israel  seek  his  face  ; 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  just, 
And  plenteous  in  his  grace. 

8  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne 

For  sinners  long  enslav'd ; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son  ; 
And  Israel  shall  be  sav'd. 

PSALM  130.    Long  Metre. 
Pardoning  Grace. 
1  "p  ROM  deep  distress  and  troubled  thought".. 
J;     To  thee,  my  God,  I  rais'd  my  cries : 
If  thou  severely  mark  our  faults, 
No  flesh  can  stand  before  thine  eye--. 


PSALM  CXXXIL  Z5» 

Z  But  thou  hast  built  thy  throne  of  grace, 
F«e  to  dispense  thy  pardans  there, 
That  sinner*  may  approach  thy  face, 
Yud  hope,  ;uh1  kwe,  a>  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  beniglrtetl  pilgrims  wait, 
And  long  and  wish  tor  breaking  day, 
So  waits  my  soul  before  thy  gate  ; 
When  will  my  God  his  lace  display  ? 

4  My  trust  is  fix'd  upon  tby  word  ; 
Nor  shall  I  trust  thy  word  in  vain  ; 
Let  mourning  souls  address  the  Lord, 
And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 

5  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
Thro'  the  redemption  of  his  Son  > 
He  turns  our  feet  from  sinful  ways, 
And  pardons  wliat  oiu-  hands  have  don*. 

PSALM  131.    Common  Metre, 
Humihty  and  Submission. 
ITS  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 
J_  Search,  gracious  God,  and  see  ; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  still, 

And  all  my  carriage  mild, 
Content, my' Father,  with  tby  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  cliild. 

3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind 

Shall  have  a  large  reward  : 

Let  saints  in  sorrow  lie  resign'd, 

And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

PSALM  133.    5,  13—18.    Long  Metre. 

At  tlte  settlement  of  a    rhurch  ;  or,  The  ordination  of  a 
Minister. 

1  "ITT  HERE  shall  we  go,  to  seek  and  find 

VV     A  habitation  for  our  God, 
A  duelling  for  th*  eternal  Mind 
Among  the  sons  of  flesh  and  blood  ? 

2  'Die  God  of  Jacob  chose  the  hill 
Of  Ziou  for  his  ancient  r  St  i 


260  PSALM  CXXXII-. 

And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  still, 

His  church  is  with  his  presence  blest. 
3  Here  will  I  fix  ray  gracious  throne. 

And  reign  forever,  saith  the  Lord  ; 

Here  shall  my  power  and  love  be  known. 

And  blessing",  shall  attend  my  word. 
•J  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 

And  fill  their  souls  with  living  bread  ; 

Sinners,  that  wait  before  my  door, 

With  sweet  provision  shall  be  fed. 
3  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloth 'd  with  grace, 

My  priests,  my  ministers  shall  shine  : 

Not  Aaron,  in  his  costly  dress  ; 

Made  an  appearance  so  divine. 

6  The  saints,  unable  to  contain 

Their  inward  joy,  shall  shout  and  sing  : 
The  Son  of  Dii\  id  here  shall  reign, 
And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King. 

7  [Jesus  shall  see  a  numerous  seed 

Born  her?,  t'  uphold  his  glorious  name  ; 
His  crown  shall  flourish  on  his  head, 
"While  all  liis  foes  are  cloth'd  with  shame.] 

PSALM  132.    4,  5, 7,  8, 15—17.     Common  Metre, 

A  Chunk  establish^!. 

1  [\TO  sleep  nor  slumber  to  hiseyes, 

i>i     Good  David  would  afford. ' 
'Till  he  had  found  below  the  skies 
A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

2  The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name. 

His  ark  was  settled  there  : 

To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came, 

To  worship  thrice  a  year. 

3  But  we  have  no  such  lengtns  to  go. 

Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
"Where'er  thy  saints  assemble  now 
There  is  a  house  for  Goth] 
PAUSE. 

4  Arise?  O  King  of  grace!  ari>e. 

And  enter  to  thy  Rest. 


PSALM  CXXXIII. 

,..i  .  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes. 
Thus  to  be  o\vu:d  and  blest. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word  : 

All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 

Could  no  such  grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  God  !  accept  our  tow*, 

Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread  ; 

Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 

And  rill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  rtign, 

Let  God's  anointed  shine  ; 
Justice  and  truth  his  court  maintain. 
With  love  and  power  divine. 

8  Here  let  him  hold  a  lasting  throne, 

And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Fresh  honors  shall  adorn  his  crown, 
And  shame  confound  bis  foes. 

PSALM  133.    Common  Metre. 

Brotherly  love. 

1  X    O,  what  an  entertaining  sight 

I  a  Are  brethren  that  agree. 
Brethren  whose  cheerful  hearts  unite, 
In  bands  of  piety  ! 

2  When  streams  of  love  from  Christ,  the  spring. 

D<  scend  to  every  soul. 
And  heavenly  peace  with  balmy  wing 
Shades  and  bedew  s  the  whole. 

3  'Tis  like  the  oil  divinely  sweet 

On  Aaron's  reverend  bend  : 
The  trickling  drops  perfum'd  his  feet. 
And  o'er  his  garments  spread. 

4  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Sion's  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shews, 
And  makes  his  grace  distil. 


262  PSALM  CXXXIII. 

PSALM  133.    Short  Mare. 
Communion  of  saints  ;  or,  Lore  and  worship  ,r? 
Family. 

1  X)  LEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 
X5  Whose  lit  arts  and  hopes  are  one, 

Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Thro'  aH  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house, 
Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet, 

Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus  when  on  Aaron's  head 
Theypour'd  the  rich  perfume, 

The  oil  thro'  all  his  raiment  spread, 
And  pleasure  fill'd  the  room. 

4  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 
The  saints  are  blest  above, 

Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love, 

PSALM  133.     As  the   I22d  Psnlm.    Proper  Metre. 
The  blessings  of  Friendship. 

1  TTOW  phasant  'tis  to  see 
XX   Kindred  and  friends  agree. 

Each  in  his  proper  station  move, 

And  each  fulfil  Lis  part 

"With  sympatliising  heart, 

In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love. 

2  'Tis  like  the  ointment,  shed 
On  Aaron's  sacred  head, 

Divinely  rich,  divinely  sweet ; 

The  oil  thro'  all  the  room 

DifFus'd  a  choice  perfume, 
Jlan  thro'  his  robes,  and  blest  his  feet. 

3  Like  fruitful  showers  of  rain 
That  water  all  the  plain, 

Descending  from  the  neighboring  hills ; 

Such  streams  of  pleasure  roll 

Thro*  every  friendly  soul, 
Where  love  like  heavenly  dew  distils. 

Repeat  the  first  Stanza  to  complete  the  turn. 


PSALM  CXXXV. 

PSALM  134.    Common  Metre. 

Daily  and  nightly  Devotion. 

l  "\7"E,that  obey  th' immortal  King, 
\    Attend  his  holy  place ; 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  power, 
And  bless  Ins  wondrous  grace. 
i  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light, 
Ancl  send  your  souls  on  high  ; 
Raise  your  admiring  thoughts  by  night 
Above  the  starry  sky. 
3  The  God  of  Sion  cheers  our  hearts, 
With  rays  of  quickening  grace  ; 
The  God,  that  spread  the  heavens  abroad, 
And  rules  tlie swelling  seas. 

PSALM  135.    1—4,  14,  19—21.    First  Part. 

Long  Metre. 

The  Church  is  God's  house  and  care. 

1  TT> RAISE  ye  the  Lord  ;  exalt  his  name, 
_L     While  in  his  earthly  courts  ye  wait. 
Ye  saints,  that  to  his  house  belong, 

Or  stand  attending  at  his  gate. 

2  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  the  Lord  is  good ; 
To  praise  his  name  is  sweet  employ  : 
Israel  he  chose  of  old,  and  still 

His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 

3  The  Lord  himself  will  judge  his  saints  ; 
He  treats  his  servants  as  his  friends : 
And  when  he  hears  their  sore  complaints, 
Repents  the  sorrows  that  he  sends. 

4  Thro'  ever)'  age  the  Lord  declares 

His  name,  and  breaks  th'  oppressor's  rod ; 
He  gives  his  suffering  servants  rest, 
Ana  will  be  known  th'  Almighty  God. 

5  Bless  ye  the  Lord  who  taste  his  love  ; 
People  and  Priests  exalt  his  name  ; 
Among  his  saints  he  ever  dw  ells ; 
His  church  is  his  Jerusalem, 


264  PSALM  CXXXV. 

PSALM  135.    5—15  Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Tltc  works  of  creation,  providence,  redemption  oflsrat 
and  destruction  of  enemies. 

1  f^i  REAT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high, 
\JT     Above  all  powers  and  every  throne, 
Whate'er  he  pleas'd  in  earth  or  sta, 

Or  heaven,  or  In.  11,  his  hand  hath  done. 

2  At  his  command  the  vapors  rise, 

The  lightnings  Hash,  the  thunders  roar  ; 
He  pours  the  rain,  he  brings  the  wind, 
And  tempest  from  his  airy  store. 

3  'Twas  he  those  dreadful  tokens  sent, 
O  Egypt,  thro"  thy  stubborn  land  ; 
"When  all  thy  first-born  beasts  and  men, 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand. 

4  What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings, 
Ht  slew  ar.d  their  whole  country  gave 
To  Israel,  whom  his  hand  redeem'd, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  slave. 

5  His  power  the  same,  the  same  his  grace, 
That  saves  us  from  the  hosts  of  hell : 
And  heaven  he  gives  us  to  possess, 
"Whence  those  apostate  angels  fell. 

PSALM  135.    Common  Metre. 

Praise  due  to  God,  not  to  Idols. 

1  A    WAKE,  ye  saints,  to  praise  your  King, 
X\     Your  sweetest  passions  raise, 

Your  pious  pleasure  while  you  sing, 
Increasing  with  the  praise. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  and  works  unknown 

Are  his  divine  employ  : 
But  still  his  saints  are  near  his  throne, 
His  treasure  and  his. joy. 

3  Heaven,  earth  and  sea,  confess  his  hand  ; 

He  bids  the  vapors  rise  ; 
Lightning  and  storm  at  his  command 
Sweep  through  the  sounding  skies. 

4  All  power  that  gods  or  kings  have  claim 'd, 

Is  found  with  him  alone  ; 


PSALM  CXXXVI.  265 

But  heathen-gods  should  ne'er  be  nam'd 

Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 
5  Which  of  the  stocks  or  stones  they  trust, 

Can  give  them  showers  of  rain  ? 
In  vain  they  worship  wood  or  dust, 

And  pray  to  gold  in  vain. 
n  [Their  gods  have  tongues  that  cannot  talk, 

Such  as  their  makers  gave  : 
Their  feet  were  ne'er  design'd  to  walk, 

Nor  hands  have  power  to  save. 

7  Blind  are  their  eyes,  their  ears  are  deaf, 

Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray  ; 

Mortals,  that  wait  for  their  relief, 

Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

8  O  Zion, trust  the  living  God, 

Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear  ; 

He  makes  thy  courts  his  blest  abode, 

And  claims  thine  honors  there. 

PSALM  136.    Common  Metre. 

God's  -vonders  of  creation,  providence,  redemption  of 

Israel,  and  salvation  of  his  people. 

1  /^  IVE  thanks  to  God,  the  sovereign  Lord  J 
VT  "  His  mercies  still  endure  ;" 

And  be  the  King  of  kings  ador'd ; 
"  His  truth  is  ever  sure." 

2  What  wonders  hath  his  wisdom  done ! 

"  How  mighty  is  his  hand  I" 
Heaven,  earth,  and  sea,  he  fram'd  alone : 
"  How  wide  is  his  command !" 

3  The  sun  supplies  the  clay  with  light : 

"  How  bright  his  counsels  shine  !" 
The  moon  and  stars  adorn  the  night : 
"  His  works  are  all  divine." 

4  [He  struck  the  sons  of  Egypt  dead  : 

"  How  dreadful  is  his  rod  !" 
And  thence  with  joy  his  people  led  ; 
"  How  gracious  is  our  God  !" 

5  He  cleft  the  swelling  sea  in  two  ; 

"  His  arm  is  great  in  might ; 


266  PSALM  CXXXVL 

And  gave  the  tribes  a  passage  through, 
"  His  power  aud  grace  unite." 

6  But  Pharaoh's  army  there  he  drown'd  ; 

*'  How  glorious  are  his  ways  !" 
And  brought  his  saints  through  desert  ground  : 
"  Eternal  be  his  praise." 

7  Great  monarchs  fell  beneath  his  hand  ; 

"  Victorious  is  his  sword  ;" 
While  Israel  took  the  promis'd  land  ; 
u  And  faithful  is  his  word."] 
3  He  saw  the  nations  dead  in  sin  : 
"  He  felt  his  pity  move  :" 
How  sad  the  state  the  world  was  in  ! 
"  How  boundless  was  his  love  !*' 
9  He  sent  to  save  us  from  our  woe  ; 
"  His  goodness  never  fails  ;" 
From  death,  and  hell  and  every  foe  : 
"  And  still  his  grace  prevails." 
70  Give  thanks  to  God  the  heavenly  King  . 
"  His  mercies  still  endure," 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  praises  sing  ; 
"  His  truth  is  ever  sure." 
PSALM  136.    As  the  U8th  Psalm.    Proper  Metre. 
J  f~^\  I VE  thanks  to  God  most  high, 
VJT  The  universal  Lord  ; 
The  sovereign  King  of  kings ; 
And  be  his  grace  ador'd. 
"  His  power  and  grace 
"  Are  still  the  same  ; 
"  And  let  his  name 
"  Have  endless  praise. 

2  How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 
What  wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  form'd  the  earth  and  seas, 
And  spread  the  heavens  alone. 

"  Thy  mercy.  Lord, 
"  Shall  still  endure  ; 
"  And  ever  sure 
"  Abides  thy  word. 

3  His  wisdom  fram'd  the  sun. 
To  crown  the  day  with  light ; 


PSALM  CXXXYI. 

The  moon  and  twinkling  stars, 
To  cheer  the  darksome  night. 

"  His  power  and  grace 

n  Are  still  the  same  ; 

"  And  let  his  name 

41  Have  endless  praise." 

l  [He  smote  the  first-horn  son*, 

The  flower  of  Egypt,  dead  ; 

And  thence  his  chosen  trihes 

With  joy  and  glory  led. 

"  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

"  Shall  still  endure  ; 

"  And  ever  sure 

"  Ahides  thy  won!. 
5  His  power  and  lifted  rod 
Cleft  the  red-sea  in  two  ; 
And  for  his  people  made 
A  wondrous  passage  througli 

"  His  power  and  grace 

"  Are  still  the  same  ; 

""  And  let  his  name 

"  Have  endless  praise. 
5  B  ut  cruel  Pharaoh  there 
With  all  his  host  he  drown'd, 
And  hronght  his  Israel  safe 
Thro'  a  long  desert  ground. 

u  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

"  Shall  still  endure  ; 

*'  And  ever  sure 

"  Abides  thy  word. 

PAUSE. 

7  The  ldngs  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  hand  ; 
While  his  own  servants  took 
Possession  of  their  land. 

"  His  power  and  grace 
"  Are  still  the  same  ; 
"  And  let  his  name 
hi  Have  endless  praise.] 

8  He  saw  the  nations  lie 
AJ1  perishing  in  sin  ; 


26,8  PSALM  CXXXVI. 

And  pitied  the  sad  state 
The  ruin'd  world  was  in. 
"  Thy  mercy,  Lord. 
"  Shall  still  endure  ; 
"  And  ever  sure 
"  Abides  thy  word. 
9  He  sent  his  only  Son 
To  save  us  from  our  woe. 
From  Satan,  sin,  and  death. 
And  every  hurtful  foe. 
"  His  power  and  grace. 
"  Are  still  the  same  ; 
"  And  let  his  name 
"  Have  endless  praise. 
!0  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 
To  God  the  heavenly  King  ; 
And  let  the  spacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  sing. 
"  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
"  Shall  still  endur£  ; 
"  And  ever  sure 
"  Abides  thy  word. 

PSALM  136.    Abridged.    Long  Metre. 

1  /^  IVEtoour  God  immortal  praise  ; 
\J  Mercy  and  truth  are  alibis  ways; 
"  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 

"  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  Lords  renown, 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown ; 
"  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

"  When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more. 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  fix'd  the  starry  lights  on  high  : 

u  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
"  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

4  He  fills  the  sun  with  morning  light, 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  die  night : 
"  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

"  When  suns  and  moons  shall  sliine  no  more. 

5  The  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 

\jid  brought  them  to  the  promis'd  land  : 


PSALM  CXXXVII.  2e 

"  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
u  Repeat  Ids  mercies  in  your  song. 

6  He  saw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  sin, 
And  felt  his  pity  work  within  : 
'•  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

w  When  death  and  sin  shall  reign  no  more. 

7  He  sent  his  Son  with  power  to  save 
From  guilt,  and  darkness,  and  the  grave  ; 
*  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 

"  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 
S  Thro'  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  seat : 
"  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 
••  When  tins  vain  world  shall  he  no  more." 

PSALM  137.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
The  sorroivs  of  Israel  in  the  Babylonish  cajttiviiij. 

1  X)  Y  Babel's  streams  the  Captives  sate, 
J3   And  wept  for  Zioh's  hapless  fate ; 
Useless  their  harps  on  willows  hung 
While  foes  requir'd  a  sacred  song. 

2  With  taunting  voice,  and  scornful  eye, 
"  Sing  us  a  song  of  heaven,"  they  cry. 

u  While  foes  deride  our  God,  and  King, 
u  How  can  we  tune  our  harps  or  sing  ?** 

3  (i  If  Zion's  woes  our  hearts  forget, 

"  Or  cease  to  mourn  fcr  Israel's  fate, 
"  Let  useful  skill  our  hands  forsake  ; 
"  Our  hearts  with  hopeless  sorrow  break." 

4  u  Thou,  ruiti'd  Salem,  to  our  eyes 

"  Each  day  in  sad  remembrance  rise ! 

"  Should  we  e'er  cease  to  feel  thy  wrongs, 

"  Lost  be  our  joys,  and  mute  our  tongues." 

5  Remember,  Lord,  proud  Edom's  sons, 
"  Who  cry'd  exulting  at  our  groans, 
"  While  Salem  trembled  to  her  base, 

"  Rase  them  ;  her  deep  foundations  rase." 

6  While  thus  they  sung,  the  mourners  view'd 
Their  foes  by  Cyrus'  arm  subdu'd, 

And  saw  his  glory  rise,  who  spread 

Their  streets,  aud  fields,  with  hosts  of  dea<|. 


;ro  psalm  cxxxvn. 

7  Plcas'd,  they  foresaw  the  blest  decree, 
That  set  their  tribes  from  bondage  free  . 
Renew'd  the  temple,  and  restor'd 
The  sacred  worsliip  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM  137.    Second  Part.    Long  Met  re. 
The  Chunk1*  complaint. 
i  T   ORD,  in  these  dark  and  dismal  days, 
_I_J    We  mourn  the  hidings  of  thy  face ; 
Proud  enemies  our  path  surround, 
To  level  Zion  with  the  ground. 

2  Her  songs,  her  worship,  they  deride, 
And  hiss  thy  word  with  tongues  of  pride. 
And  cry  t'  insult  our  humble  prayer, 

"  Where  is  your  God,  ye  Christians,  where  *" 

3  Errors,  and  sins,  and  follies  grow  ; 
Thy  saints  bow  down  in  deepest  woe  ; 
Their  love  decays,  their  zeal  is  o'er. 

And  thousands  walk  with  Christ  no  more. 

4  To  happier  days  our  bosoms  turn  ; 
Those  days  but  teach  us  how  to  mourn  ! 
The  God  who  bade  his  mercy  How, 

In  wrath  withdraws  his  blessing  now. 

5  The  blessing  from  thy  truth's  withdrawn  , 
Its  quickening,  saving  influence  gene  : 
Unwarn'd,  unwaken'd  sinners  hear, 
Nor  see  their  awful  danger  near. 

6  In  dews  unseen,  or  scanty  showers, 
Thy  Spirit  shed  his  healing  powers  ; 
The  thirsty  ground  is  parch 'd  bencatb. 
And  all  is  barrenness,  and  death. 

7  Yet  still,  thy  name  be  ever  blest, 
On  thee  our  hope  shall  safely  rest ; 
Zion  her  Cyrus  soon  shall  see 
Array'd  to  set  his  Israel  free. 

8  Jesus,  with  vengeance  arm'd,  shall  come 
To  crush  his  foes,  and  seal  their  doom, 
The  mystic  Babtl  whelm  in  dust, 

Her  pomp,  her  idols,  power,  and  trust. 

9  Then  shall  thy  saints  exult,  and  sing 
The  matchless  glories  of  their  King  ; 


PSALM  CXXXVIII. 

N  «lions  before  his  altar  bend, 

•Vnd  peace  from  realm  to  realm  extend. 

Psalm  137.     Tliird  Part.    Short  Metre. 
Love  to  the  Church. 

1  T  LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
X  The  house  of  thine  abode, 

Hie  Church,  our  blest  Redeemer  sav'd 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  love  thy  Church,  O  God  i 
Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 

Dear  as  the  apple  of  tliine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  If  e'er  to  bless  thy  sons 
My  voice,  or  hands,  den)', 

These  hands  let  useful  skill  forsake, 
This  voice  in  silence  die. 

4  If  e'er  my  heart  forget 
Her  welfare,  or  her  woe, 

Let  every  joy  this  heart  forsake, 
And"  every  grief  overflow. 

5  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 
For  her  my  prayers  ascend  j 

To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given;, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

6  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

7  Jesus,  thou  friend  divine, 
Our  Saviour,  and  our  King, 

Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe, 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

8  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 
To  Zion  shall  be  given 

The  brightest  glories,  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

PSALM  133.     Long  Metre. 
Restoring  and  preserving  grace. 
£l  TTTITH  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue 
W    I'll  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song  : 


272  PSALM  CXXXIX. 

Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 

2  Angels,  that  make  thy  church  their  care^ 
Shall  witness  my  devotion  there  ; 
While  holy  ztral  directs  mine  eyes 

To  tby  fair  temple  in  the  skies.] 

3  I'll  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Not  all  thy  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  show. 

4  To  God  I  cry'd,  When  troubles  rose  ; 
He  heard  me,  and  subdu'd  my  foes  ; 
He  did  my  rising  feats  control, 

And  strength  diff its'd  thro'  all  my  soul. 

5  The  God  of  heaven  maintains  his  state, 
Frowns  on  the  proud,  and  scorns  the  great  ; 
But  from  his  throne  descends,  to  see 

The  sons  of  humble  poverty. 

6  Amid  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 
Thy  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  d)  ing  faith  alive. 

7  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins.. 
To  save  from  sorrows  and  from  sins ; 
The  work,  that  wisdom  undertakes, 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes. 

PSALM  139.    First  Part.    Long  Metre. 
The  all-seeing  God. 

1  T   ORD,  thou  hast  search'd  and  seen  me  thro" 
JLi  Thine  eye  commands  with  piercing  view 
My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flesh  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known  ; 
He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break, 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand  ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand  : 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 


JPSALM  CXXX1X, 

4  How  awful  is  thy  searching  eye  ! 
Thy  knowledge,  Oh,  bow  aeep  !  how  high  ! 

My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  1  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost, 
s  M  Oh,  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
"  Where'er  lrove.  where'tr  1  rest  ! 
"  Nor  let  my  weaker  j'assionsdare 
"  Consent  to  sin,  for?  God  is  there."' 

PAUSE  I. 

6  Could  I  so  false,  so  faithless  prove, 
To  quit  thy  service  and  thy  love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  presence  shun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ? 

7  If  up  to  heaven  I  take  my  flight, 

'lis  there  thou  dwelPst  enthron'd  in  light  ; 
Or  dive  to  hell,  there  vengeance  reigns. 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  chains. 

8  If  "mounted  on  a  morning  ray 
I  fly  beyond  the  Western  Sea, 

Thy  swifter  hand  would  first  arrive, 
And  there  arrest  thy  fugitive. 

9  Or  should  1  try  to  shun  thy  sight 
Beneath  the  spreading  veil  of  night, 
One  glance  of  thine,  cue  piercing  ray, 
Woidd  kindle  darkness  into  day. 

;o  "  Oh,  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
'•  Where'er  I  rove,  where Vr  I  rest  I 
"  Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
"  Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 
PAUSE  II. 

11  The  veil  of  night  is  no  disguise, 
No  screen  from  thy  all-seeing  eyes  ; 
Thy  hand  can  seize  thy  foes  as  soon 
Thro'  midnight  shades,  as  biasing  noon. 

12  Mid-night  and  noon  in  this  agree. 
Great  Got!,  they're  both  p.Jike  to  thee  ; 
Not  death  tas i  hide  whal  Qod  will  spy, 
And  hell  lies  naked  to  his  eye. 

13  "  Oh,  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
u  Where'tr  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ! 


274  PSALM  C XXXIX. 

"  Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
"  Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 

PSALM  1.39.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre 

The  wonderful  formation  of  man. 

1  "Hp  WAS  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came, 

X     A  work  of  such  a  curious  frame  : 
In  me  thy  fearful  wonders  shim , 
And  each  proclaims  thy  skill  divine. 

2  Thine  eyes  did  all  my  limbs  survey, 
Which  yet  in  dark  confusion  lay  ; 
Thou  saw'st  the  daily  growtHthey  took, 
Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

3  By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  n'ani'd, 
And  what  thy  sovereign  counsels  fram'd, 
(The  breathing  lungs,  the  beating  heart) 
Was  copy'fl  with  unerring  art. 

4  At  last,  to  shew  my  Maker's  name, 
God  stamp'd  his  image  on  my  frame. 
And  in  some  unknown  moment  jom'd 
The  finish "d  members  to  the  mind. 

5  There  the  young  seeds  of  thought  began, 
And  all  the  passions  of  the  man  : 
Great  God,  our  infant  nature  pays 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  praise. 

PAUSE. 

6  Lord,  since  in  my  advancing  age 
I've  acted  on  life's  busy  stage, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  surmount 
The  power  of  numbers  to  recount. 

7  I  could  survey  the  ocean  cV-r, 

And  count  each  sand  that  makes  the  shore'. 
Before  my  swiftest  thoughts  could  trace 
The  numerous  wonders  of  tiny  grace. 
3  These  on  my  heart  are  still  imprest, 
With  these  I  give  my  eyes  to  rest ; 
And  at  my  waking  hours  I  find 
Godfand  bis  love  pos«ess  my  mind. 


PSALM  CXXXIX.  275 

PSALM  130.    TninlPait.    Long  Metre* 
■StncerUij  professed  and  grace  tried ;  or,  The  heart- 
searching  God. 

1  "\/f  Y  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel 

IT  J.  When  impious  nun  transgress  thy  wlTI ! 
1  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane, 
Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain. 

2  Dots  not  my  soul  d<  ttst  and  hate 
The  sons  ot  malice  and  deceit  ? 
Those  that  oppose  thy  law  s  and  thee, 
i  count  them  enemies  to  ine. 

3  Lord,  search  my  soul,  try  every  thought ; 
Tho'  my  own  heart  accuse  me  not 

Of  walking  in  a  false  disguise, 
I  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eyes. 

4  Doth  secret  mischief  lurk  within  ? 
Do  1  indulge  some  unknown  sin  ? 
Oh,  turn  my  feet  whene'er  I  stray, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  way. 

PSALM  139.    First  Part.    Common  Metre. 
Gad  is  every  where. 

1  T  N  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 
X  In  vain  my  soul  would  try 

To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord ,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all  surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 

Before  they're  form'd  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  know  ledge,  deep  and  high  i 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove. 

To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 

SceurMby  sovereign  love. ' 


276  PSALM  CXXXIX. 

PAUSE. 

6  Lord,  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, 
In  heaven  thy  glorious  throne, 

7  Should  I  suppress  my  vital  breath 

To  "scape  the  w  rath  divine, 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death. 
And  make  the  grave  resign. 

8  If  wing'd  with  beams  of  morning  light, 

I  fly  beyond  the  West, 
Thy  hand,  which  must  support  my  flight . 
Would  soon  betray  my  rest. 

9  If  o'er  my  sins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night, 
Those  flaming  eyes  tlrat  guard  thy  law- 
Would  turn  the  shades  to  light. 
1Q  The  beams  of  noon,  the  mid-night  hour 
Are  both  alike  to  thee : 
Oh,  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  power 
From"  which  1  cannot  flee. 

PSALM  139.    Second  Part.    Common  Metre. 

The  ivlsdoni  of  God  in  tfteformation  ofmvu 

HEN  I  with  pleasing  wonder  stand, 


W 


And  all  my  frame  survey, 
Lord,'tis  thy  work  ;  I  own  thy  hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  clay. 

2  Thy  hand  my  heart  and  reins  possesf , 

Where  unborn  nature  grew ; 
Thy  wisdom  all  my  features  trae'd, 
And  all  my  members  drew. 

3  Thine  eye  with  nicest  care  surveyed 

The  growth  of  every  part  : 
'Till  the  whole  scheme,  thy  thoughts  had  laid. 
Was  copied  by  thine  art. 

4  Heaven,  earth,  and  s<-a,  and  fire,  and  wind. 

Shew  me  thy  wondrous  skill  : 
But  I  review  myself, and  find 
Diviner  wonders  still. 


PSALM  CXL.  577 

H  Thine  awful  glories  round  nie  shine  ; 
My  llesh  proclaims  thy  praise  : 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  Grace. 

PSALM  139.  14,  17,  18.     Third  Part.    Coin.  Metre, 

T/k  mercies  of  God  innumerable. 

An  evening  Psalm. 

1  T   ORD,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 
J_i   They  strike  me  w  ith  surprise  ; 

Not  ull  the  sands  that  spread  the  shore 
To  equal  numbers  rise. 

2  My  desk  with  fear  and  wonder  stands,, 

The  product  of  tlry  skill ; 
And  hourly  blessings  from  thy  hands 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveai. 

3  These  on  my  lieart  by  night  I  keep  : 

How  kind,  how  dear  to  me  ! 
Oh,  may  the  hour  that  ends  my  sleep 
Still  find  my  thoughts  with  thee  I 

PSALM  140.    First  Part.    Long  Metre 
Affrayer  against  [adA'ic  enemies. 

1  f~\  LORD,  the  God  of  heaven  and  earth, 
V  /  From  mtn  of  violence  defend, 

That  cherish  mischief  from  their  birth  ; 
Thy  suppliant  save ;  thy  mercy  send. 

2  By  night  they  form  th'  accurs'd  design. 
And  lie  in  wait  against  our  peace  ; 

By  day  their  bands  in  war  combine, 
Thy  saints  to  slaughter,  and  oppress. 
i  Infields  of  blood  their  souls  delight. 
In  waste  and  plunder,  dtath  and  pain ; 
Acpiinst  thy  Church,  and  thee  unite  ; 
Alike  the  foes  of  God,  and  man. 

4  O  thou  preserver  of  mankind, 

Our  hope,  our  shield,  our  strength,  our  God  } 
Thou  hast  an  ear  to  prayer  inciin'd  ; 
Our  cries  have  reaeh'd  thy  dread  abode. 

5  Our  cause  thy  justice  will  maintain. 
Avenge  the  oppress'd  and  guard  the  pour  ; 


~"3  PSALM  CXI.. 

Ne'er  shall  thy  children  ask  in  vain, 

And  ocr  proud  foei  shall  boast  no  more. 
6  Their  banded  hosts  shall  fly,  or  fall  ; 
A  shaking  lea*"their  thousands  chase  ; 
Our  God  shall  hear  our  nation's  call  ; 
We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sing  his  praise. 

PSALM  140.    Seamd  Part.    Short  Metre. 
A  complaint  against  /personal  ememfcs, 

1  VTY  God,  while  impious  men, 
xVL   With  malier  in  their  heart. 

My  peace  destroy,  my  life  defame, 
Thy  guardian  grac-  impart. 

2  With  poison  in  t'uirlips, 
And  with  a  serpent's  tongue, 

They  sting  my  fainting  soul  to  death. 
And  make  my  name  their  song. 

3  Ceaseless  they  lie  in  wait 
My  footsteps'to  beta-ay  ; 

They  hide  their  snare,  they  set  their  gin. 
Beside  my  peaceful  way. 

4  Oh,  hear  my  humble  ery  ! 
Their  fondest  hopes  destroy  ; 

Their  arts  confound,  their  plots  disclose, 
And  blast  their  envious  joy. 

5  On  their  own  heads  shall  fall 
The  mischiefs  they  devise  ; 

Thy  hand  shall  take  them  in  their  net. 
Their  slanders  and  their  lies. 

6  As  coals  the  wood  consume, 
As  pits  receive  the  slain, 

S'o  shall  the  men  of  malice  sink, 
And  never  rise  again. 

7  The  Lord,  who  hates  the  proud, 
Shall  scorch  the  slanderous  tongue  ; 

Shall  hunt  the  wicked  from  the  earth. 
And  well  requite  their  wrong. 

8  Thou  wilt  sustain  the  poor, 
And  bid  th'  afflicted  sing  ; 

Before  thee  shall  thy  children  dwell, 
Their  Father  and  their  Kin1/. 


M 


PSALM  CXLIL  m 

PSALM  141.    2,  3, 4,  5.    Long  Metre. 
Watchfulness  and  brotlierhj  reproof. 
Amornfeigor  evening  Psalm. 
Y  God, .  ecepf  my  early  vows, 


Li;;,  morning  incense  in  tljue  house; 
Ami  l.t  my  nightly  worship  rise 
Sw  *  tas  the  evening  sacrifice. 

2  Watch  o?er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 
From    very  rash  and  heedless  word  ; 

Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
TJie  guilty  path  where  sinners  lead. 

3  Oh,  may  the  righteous,  when  I  stray, 
Smile  and  reprove  my  wandering  way  I 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  shed. 
Shall  never  hruise,  hut  cheer  my  head. 

4  When  I  behold  them  prest  with  grief, 
I'll  cry  to  heaven  for  their  relief ; 
And  by  my  warm  petitions  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 

PSALM  142.    Common  Metre. 
God  is  the  hope  oftlie  helpless. 

1  r~T\  O  God  I  made  my  sorrows  known, 

JL     From  God  I  sought  relief; 
In  long  complaints  before  his  throne 
I  pour'd  out  all  my  grief. 

2  My  soul  was  overwhelmed  with  woes, 

My  heart  began  to  break  : 
My  God  who  all  my  burdens  knows, 
Knows  every  way  I  take. 

3  On  every  side  I  cast  mine  eye, 

And  found  my  helpers  gone  ; 
While  friends  and  strangers  pass'd  me  by 
Neglected  or  unknown. 

4  Then  1  did  raise  a  louder  cry, 

And  call  thy  mercy  near  ; 
"  Thou  an  my  portion  when  I  die, 
"  Be  thou  my  refuge  here." 

5  Lord,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low.. 

Now  let  thine  ear  attend  ; 


280  PSALM  CXLIII. 

And  make  my  foes  who  vex  me  know, 
I've  an.  Almighty  Frit  nil. 
5  From  my  sad  prison  set  me  free, 
Then  shall  I  praise  thy  name  ; 
And  holy  men  shall  join  with  in< . 
Thy  kindness  to  proclaim 

PSALM  113.    Long  Mare. 
Complaint  of  heavy  afflictions  in  mind  andhudy. 

1  Vf"¥  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God  .' 
_LVI_  Hear  when  I  spread  my  hands  abroad, 
And  cry  for  succor  f  ram  thy  throne  ; 

Oh,  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known  ! 

2  Let  judgment  not  against  me  pass  ; 
Behold  thy  servant  {deads  thy  grace : 
Should  justice  call  us  to  thy  bar, 

No  living  man  is  guiltless  there. 

3  Look  down  in  pity.  Lord,  and  see 
The  mighty  noes  that  burden  me  ; 
Down  to  the  dust  my  life  is  bt ought, 
Like  line  long  bury'd  and  forgot. 

4  I  dwell  in  darkness  and  unseen, 
My  heart  is  desolate  w  ithin : 

My  thoughts  in  musing  silence  trace 
The  ancient  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  Thence  I  derive  a  glimpse  of  hope 
To  bear  my  sinking  spirits  up  ; 

I  stretch  my  hands  to  God  again. 

And  thirst,  like  parched  lands,  for  rain. 

6  For  thee  I  thirst,  I  pray.  I  mourn  ; 
When  will  thy  smiling' face  return  ? 
Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth  remove  ; 
Aral  God  fore  vtr  hide  his  love  ? 

7  My  God,  thy  long  delay  to  save 
Will  sink  thy  prisoner  to  the  grave  r 

My  heart  grows  faint,  ami  dim  mine  eye : 
Make  haste  to  help  before  I  die. 

8  The  night  is  witness  to  my  tears, 
Distressing  pains,  distressing  fears  ; 
Oh,  might  I  hear  thy  morning  voice. 
How  would  my  wearied  powers  rejoice  i 


PSALM  CXLIV.  2*1 

9  In  thee  I  trust,  to  thee  I  sigh, 
And  lift  my  heavy  soul  on  high  ; 
For  thee  sit  waiting  all  the  day, 
And  wear  the  tiresome  hours  away. 
JO  Break  off  my  fetters,  Lord,  and  show 
Which  is  the  path  my  feet  should  go ; 
If  snares  and  foes  beset  the  road 
I  flee  to  lude  me  near  my  God. 

1 1  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill  ; 
Let  the  good  Spirit  of  thy  love 
Conduct  me  to  thy  courts  above. 

12  Then  shall  my  soul  no  more  complain  j 
The  tempter  then  shall  rage  in  vain ; 
And  flesh,  that  was  my  foe  before, 
Shall  never  vex  my  spirit  more. 

PSALM  144.    First  Part.    1,  2.    Common  Metre., 

Assistance  and  victory  in  the  spiritual  warfare. 

1  jr^  ORE VER  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
JT     My  Saviour  and  my  shield  ; 
He  sends  his  Spirit  with  his  word, 

To  arm  me  for  the  field. 

2  When  sin  and  hell  their  force  unite} 

He  makes  my  soul  his  care, 
Instructs  me  to  the  heavenly  fight, 
And  guards  me  thro'  the  war. 

3  A  friend  and  helper  so  divine 

Does  my  weak  courage  raise  ; 
He  makes  the  glorious  victory  mine, 
And  his  shall  be  the  praise. 

PSALM  144.    Sec<md  Part.    3,  4,  5,  6.    Com.  Met. 

Tlie  vanity  of  man t  and  condescension  of  God. 

1  X    OR.D,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man., 
A__A  Born  of  the  earth  at  first  ? 

His  life  a  shadow,  light  aiid  vain, 
Still  hastening  to  the  dust. 

2  Oh,  what  is  feeble,  dying  man, 

Or  any  of  his  race, 


282  PSALM  CXLV. 

That  God  should  make  it  his  concern 
To  visit  him  with  grace  ! 
3  That  God,  who  darts  his  lightnings  down. 
Who  shakes  the  worlds  above, 
"While  mountains  trcmbl.  at  lus  frown, 

How  wondrous  is  his  love  ! 
PSALM  144.    Third  Pari.  1 1- ■15.    Long  Metre. 
Grace  above  riches  ;  or,  The  happy  nation. 

1  TTAPPY  the  city,  where  their  sons, 
JOL  Like  pillars  round  a  palace  set, 
And  daughters,  bright  as  polish'd  stones. 
Give  strength  and  beauty  to  the  state. 

2  Happy  the  country,  where  the  sheep, 
Cattle,  and  corn,  have  large  increase  ; 
Where  men  securely  work,  or  sleep, 
Nor  sons  of  plunder' break  their  peace. 

3  Happy  the  nation  thus  endowed  : 
But  more  divinely  blest  are  those, 
On  whom  the  all-sufficient  God 
Himself  with  all  Ids  grace  bestow  s. 

PSALM  145.    Long  Metre. 
The  greatness  of  God. 

1  A/T Y  God, my  King, thy  various  praise 
_Lt_L  Shall  fill" the  remnant  of  my  days : 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue 
'Tiil  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  ; 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  truth  and  justice  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thy  bounty  Mows,  an  endless  stream ; 
Thy  mercy  swift ;  thine  anger  slow, 
But  dreadful  to  the  stubborn  foe. 

4  Thy  works  with  sovereign  glory  shine* 
And  speak  thy  majesty  divine  : 

Let  Sion  in  her  courts  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honor  of  thy  name. 

5  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise' 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise  ; 


PSALM  CXLV.  283 

Ind  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  labor  ot'thtir  tongue. 
6  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds  \ 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds : 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways ; 
Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise. 

PSALM  145.    1—7,11,13.    First  Part.    Cora.  Met. 
The  greatness  of  God. 

1  T   ONG  as  I  live  I'll  bless  thy  name, 
JLi  My  King,  my  God  of  love : 
My  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  same, 

In  the  bright  world  above. 

Z  Great  is  theLord,  his  power  unknown, 

And  let  his  praise  be  great : 

I'll  sing  the  honors  of  thy  throne, 

Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue ; 

And  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men  tliat  hear  my  sacred  song, 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  name  ; 

And  children  learn  thy  ways: 

Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim  : 

And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 

5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 

Shall  thro'  the  world  be  known  : 
Thine  arm  of  power,  thy  heavenly  state, 
With  public  splendor  shown. 

6  The  world  is  manag'd  by  thy  hands  : 

Thy  saints  are  rul'd  by  love  ; 
And  thine  eternal  kingdom  stands, 
Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 

PSALM  145.    Second  Part.    7,  &c.    Cora.  Metre- 


Tlie  goodness  of  God. 

SWEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  g 
My  God,  my  heavenly  King  : 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  sounds  of  glory  sing. 


284  PSALM  CXLV. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  not  confine* 

His  goodness  to  the  skies  ; 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines. 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food  ; 
Thy  liberal  hand  provides  their  meat, 
And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord ! 

How  slow  thine  anger  moves  ! 
But  soon  he  sends  his  pardoning  word 
To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 

5  Creatures,  with  all  their  endless  race, 

Thy  power  and  praise  proclaim  ; 
But  saints,  that  taste  thy  richer  grace, 
Delight  to  bless  thy  name. 

PSALM  145.    14, 17,  &c.     Third  Part.    Com.  Met, 
Mercy  to  sufferers  ;  or,  God  hearing  prayer. 

1  T"    ET  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 
XJ   Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all ; 

Thy  strengthening  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  sorrow  bows  the  spirit  down, 

Or  virtue  lies  distrest 
Beneath  some  proud  oppressor's  frown* 
Thou  giv'st  tne  mourners  rest. 

3  The  Lord  supports  our  tottering  days, 

And  guides  our  giddy  youth  : 
Holy  and  just  are  all  his  ways, 
And  all  his  words  are  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  servants  feel. 

He  hears  his  children  cry  ; 
And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  sincere  ; 
He  saves  the  goals,  whose  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

6  [His  stubborn  foes  his  sword  shall  slay, 

And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain  ; 


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But  none  that  serve  the  Lord  shall  say, 

'•  They  sought  his  aid  in  vain."] 
7  [My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  his  praise, 

And  spread  his  fame  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 

The  honors  of  their  God.] 

PSALM  145.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  ties  50i//. 

The  Kingdom  and  perfections  of  God. 

.1  rjr\Q>  bless  the  Lord  let  every  land  combine  ; 

Your  hearts  and  minds,  your  harps  and  voices 
join. 
Each  opening  dawn  shall  hear  my  songs  arise ; 
Each  evening  waft  its  incense  to  the  skies  : 
All  praise,  all  love,  his  boundless  glories  claim, 
The  praise  of  Saints,  the  Seraph's  sacred  flame. 

2  Thy  kingdom  fills  duration's  endless  rounds, 
And,  with  immensity,  it  knows  no  bounds  : 

O'er  earth,  o'er  heaven,  o'er  hell,  extends  thy  sway  ; 
Angels,  Archangels,  thrones  and  powers  obey  ; 
All  scenes,  all  worlds  confess  thy  hand  divine ; 
And  seas,  and  skies,  and  stars  and  suns  are  thine. 

3  How  vast  thy  works  !  how  various  are  thy  ways  ! 
What  themes  divine  of  rapture,  and  of  praise  I 
What  countless  wonders  in  creation  blend  ! 
What  wonders  thro'  thy  providence  extend ! 
Surpassing  every  bound  of  space,  and  time  ; 
Great  beyond  thought ;  beyond  the  heavens  sub- 
lime.' 

4  How  just  thy  ruling  hand  I  thine  empire  round, 
No  stain,  nofault,  no  error  can  be  found : 
Divinely  pure  all  purity  above, 

Unfolding  wisdom,  and'inspiring  love : 

Thy  love,  thy  wisdom,  shall  my  songs  inspire, 

And  listening  nations  catch  the  sacred  fire. 

5  The  world's  wide  frame  thy  mighty  hand  upholds  .; 
What  glories  there  preserving  power  unfolds  1 
What  order,  harmony,  and  beauty,  shine ! 

Peace  all  thy  kingdom  !  all  thy  rule  divine  ! 

Thy  haughty  foes  are  scatter'd  at  thy  nod, 

And  suffering  saints,  sustain'd,  confess  their  God. 


286  PSALM  CXLVI. 

6  All  worlds,  all  beings  in  thy  presence  live, 
And  taste  the  good,  thy  ceaseless  bounties  give. 
Each  day,  each  hour,  ascend  their  waiting  eyes  ; 
Each  passing  moment  yields  them  fresh  supplies : 
Thy  sun  illumes,  delights,  supports  with  good, 
And  timely  seasons  shower  the  plenteous  food. 

7  Thy  hands  upraise  the  fall'n,  defend  the  poor  ; 
Avenge  bold  wrongs  ;  invaded  rights  secure ; 
Thy  wondrous  acts  each  race  of  man  declares ; 
AVe  to  our  sons,  and  they  again  to  theirs ; 
The  heart,  the  song,  thy  goodness  shall  inspire, 
When  heavens  grow  dark,  and  earth  dissolves  in 

fire. 

3  But  chief  thy  children  know  thy  tender  care. 
Feast  on  thy  grace,  and  boundless  pit)  share  ; 
To  anger  slow,  in  mercy  swift  to  hear, 
Each  filial  cry  shall  find  a  Father  near, 
A  faithful  Friend,  to  love,  to  bless,  to  save, 
In  life,  in  death,  and  worlds  beyond  the  grave. 

9  Thro'  all  thy  works  thy  pure  perfections  shine, 
In  beauty,  grandeur,  power,  and  grace  divine  ; 
From  all,  thy  hand  unmeasur'd  bliss  thall  bring, 
From  evil  good,  from  darkness  glory,  spring. 
Angels  and  saints  proclaim  thy  spotless  ways, 
And  earth's  wide  regions  hymn  immortal  praise. 
PSALM  146.    Long  Metre. 
Praise  to  God  for  his  goodness  and  truth. 

:.  X>  RAISE  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  shall  join 
X    In  work  so  pleasant,  so  divine ; 
Now  while  the  flesh  is  mine  abode, 
And  when  my  soul  ascends  to  God. 

2  Praise  shall  employ  my  noblest  powers, 
While  immortality  endures ; 

My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last. 

3  Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  ? 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust : 

Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power, 
And  thoughts,  all  vanish  in  an  hour. 

4  Happy  the  man,  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God ;  he  made  the  sky, 


PSALM  CXLVI.  287 

And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
Aiul  none  shall  iind  his  promise  vain. 
>  His  truth  forever  stands  secure : 
Hfe  saves  th'  opprest,  he  iteedsthepoor ; 
He  sends  the  laboring  conscience  peace, 
And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 

6  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  tin-  sinking  mind ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  Fatherless. 

7  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell ; 
Thy  God,  O  Zieii.  ever  rtigns; 
Praise  him  in  evtrlasting  strains. 

PSALM  145.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  113rh  Psalm, 

Praise  to  God  for  Iiis  goodness  and  truth. 

1  T  'LL  praise  my  maker  with  my  breath ; 
JL  And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
Vrhiie'life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  ? 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust ; 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flesh  and  blood : 
Their  breath  departs  ;  their  pomp,  and  power, 
And  thoughts,  all  vanish  in  an  hour, 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 

3  Happy  the  man,  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  ;  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure  ; 
He  saves  th'  opprest,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  And  his  promise  vain. 

4  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind : 

He  sends  the  laboring  conscience  peace, 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 


JS8  PSALM  CLVII. 

a  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well. 
But  turns  the  wicked  clown  to  hell :  I 

Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns  : 
Let  every  tongue,  let  every  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  ; 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains* 
b"  1*11  praise  him  while  be  lends  me  breath ; 
And  when  ray  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  nay  nobler  powers  i 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
iVhilf'life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

PSALM  147.    First  Pail.    Long  Metre. 
The  Divine  nature,  providence,  and  grace. 

1  TJRAISE  ye  the  Lord  :  'tis  good  to  raise 
J7    Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise  ; 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 

To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  The  Lord  builds  tip  Jerusalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name : 
His  mercy  melts  the  stubborn  soul, 
And  makes  the  broken  spirit  whole. 

1  He  form'd  the  stars,  those  heavenly  flames ; 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names  ; 
His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound  ; 
A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown 'd. 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might ; 
And  all  liis  glories  infinite  : 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  just, 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  dust. 
PAUSE. 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 
Who  spreads  his  clouds  around  the  sky 
There  he  prepares  the  fri  litful  rain, 

K  or  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 

n  He  makes  the  grass  the  bills  adorn, 
And  clothes  the  smiling  fields  with  corn : 
The  beasts  with  food  his  hands  supply. 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

7  What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force  ? 
The  sprightly  man,  the  warlike  horsr, 


PSALM  CXLVII.  I 

Tlue  nimble  wit,  the  active  limb, 
All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 
8  The  saints  arc  lovely  in  his  sight : 
He  views  his  children  with  delight  i 
He  sets  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
And  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 

PSALM  147.    Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Summer  and  Winter. 

1  T)  LESS,  O  thou  Westt  rn  World,  thy  God, 
_D   And  make  his  honors  known  abroad  ; 
He  bitls  the  sea  before  thee  flow  ; 

Not  bars  of  brass  coukl  guard  thee  so. 

2  Thy  children  are  secure  and  blest ; 
Thy  shores  have  peace,  thy  cities  rest  ^ 
He  feeds  thy  sons  with  finest  wheat, 
And  adds  his  blessing  to  their  meat. 

3  Thy  changing  seasons  he  ordains, 
Thine  early  and  thy  latter  rains  ; 
His  flakes  of  snow  like  wool  he  sends, 
And  thus  the  springing  corn  defends. 

4  With  hoary  frost  he  strews  the  ground  ; 
His  hail  descends  with  clattering  sound  ; 
Where  is  the  man  so  vainly  bold, 
That  dares  defy  his  dreadful  cold  ? 

5  He  bids  the  southern  breezes  blow  : 
The  ice  dissolves,  the  waters  flow  : 
But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  ways 
To  call  thy  children  to  his  praise. 

6  To  all  thy  sons  his  laws  are  shown  ; 
His  gospel  through  the  nation  known : 
He  hath  not  thus  reveal'd  his  word 
To  every  land  :  Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

PSALM  147.    7—9,  13-13.     Common  Metre. 
The  seasons  oftlie  year. 
1  "¥TTITH  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 
W     Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  heavens  he  spreads  his  doud, 
And  waters  veil  the  skv. 
T 


290  PSALM  CXLVIII. 

2  He  sends  his  showers  of  blessings  down. 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown. 
And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat ; 

He  hears  the  ravens  cry  : 
But  man,  who  tastes  his  finest  wheat, 
Should  raise  his  honors  high. 

4  His  steady  counsels  change  the  fact 

Of  the  deelinipg  year  ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And  wintry  days  appear. 

5  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 

Descend  and  clothe  the  ground  : 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 
(S  When  from  his  dreadful  stores  on  high 
He  pours  the  rattling  hail, 
The  wretch,  that  dares  his  God  defy. 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 
7  He  sends  his  word,  and  melts  the  snow, 
The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 
S  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 
Obey  his  mighty  word  ; 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud 
Praise  ye  the  sovereign  Lord. 

PSALM  148.    Proper  Metre. 
Praketo  God  from  all  creatures. 

1  A7E  tribes  of  Adam,  join 

\    With  heaven  and  earth  and  seas , 
And  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  prajse. 

Ye  holy  throng 

Of  angels  bright, 

In  worlds  of  light 

Begin  the  song. 

2  Thou  sun  with  dazzling  rays. 
And  mdon  that  rul'st  the  night. 


PSALM  CXLVIII.  29.1 


Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise, 
With  stars  of  twinkling  light. 
His  power  declare, 
Ye  floods  on  high, 
And  clouds  that  fly- 
In  empty  air. 

3  The  shining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  stand  ; 
Or  in  swift  courses  move 
By  his  supreme  command. 

He  spake  the  word, 
And  all  their  frame 
From  nothing  came 
To  praise  the  Lord. 

4  He  mov*d  their  mighty  wheels 
In  unknown  ages  past: 

And  each  his  word  fulfils 
While  time  and  nature  last. 
In  different  ways 
His  works  proclaim 
His  wondrous  name, 
And  speak  his  praise. 

PAUSE. 

5  Let  all  the  earth-born  race, 
And  monsters  of  the  deep, 
The  fish  that  cleave  the  seas, 
Or  in  their  bosom  sleep, 

Prom  sea  and  shore 

Their  tribute  pay, 

And  still  display 

Their  Maker's  power. 
5  Ye  vapors,  liail  and  snow, 
Praise  ye  th'  almighty  Lord, 
And  stormy  winds  that  blow 
To  execute  his  word. 

"When  lightnings  shine, 

Or  thunders  roar, 

Let  earth  adore 

His  hand  divine. 
7  Ye. mountains  near  the  skies, 
With  lofty  cedars  there, 


292  PSALM  CXLVIII. 

And  trees  of  humbler  size. 

That  fruit  in  plenty  bear  ; 

Beasts  wild  and  tame, 

Birds,  Hies,  aud  worms. 
Jn  various  forms 
Exalt  his  name. 

8  Ye  kings  and  judges,  fear 
The  Lord,  the  sovereign  King; 
And,  while  you  rule  us  here, 
His  heavenly  honors  sing  : 

Nor  let  the  dream 
Of*  power  and  state 
Make  you  forget 
His  power  supreme. 

9  Virgins  and  youths  engage. 
To  sound  his  praise  divine. 
"While  infancy  and  age 
Their  feebler  voices  join  : 

Wide  as  he  reigns 
His  name  be  sung 
By  every  tongue 
In  endless  strains. 

10  Let  all  the  nations  feav 
The  God,  that  rules  above ; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 
And  makes  them  taste  his  love. 

While  earth  and  sky 
Attempt  his  praise," 
His  saints  shall  raise 
His  honors  high. 

PSALM  148.    Paraphrased.    Long  Metre. 
Universal  praise  to  God. 
1  1"    OUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord, 
JLi  From  distant  worlds  where  creatures  dwell  . 
Let  heaven  begin  the  solemn  word, 
And  sound  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 
Note.    This  psalm  may   be  sung  to  the  tune  of  tl\e  old' 
112th  or  \2~th  psalm,  if  these  two  lir.es  be  added  to 
every  stanza,  viz.. 

Each  of  his  works  liis  Dame  displays. 
Bur  they  can  ne'er  fulfil  bis  prais< . 


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Otherwise  it  must  be  sung  to  the  usual  times  of  the 
Long  Metre. 

:  The  Lord)  bow  absolute  he  reigns : 
Let  every  angel  bend  the  knee  ; 
Sing  of  his  love  in  heavenly  strains  ; 
And  sneak  how  tierce  his  terrors  be. 

3  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell, 
An  awful  throne  of  shining  bliss ! 
Fly  thro*  the  world,  O  sun  !  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams  compar'd  to  his. 

4  Awake,  ye  tempests,  and  his  fame 
In  sounds  of  dreadfui  praise  declare  : 
Let  the  sweet  uhisper  of  his  name 
Fill  every  gentler  breeze  of  air. 

5  Let  clouds,  and  winds.  and  waves  agree 
To  join  their  praise  with  blazing  fire  ; 
Let  the  firm  earth  and  rolling  sea, 

In  this  eternal  song  conspire, 
d  Ye  flowery  plains  proclaim  his  skill ; 

Vallies  lie  low  before  his  eye  ; 

And  let  his  praise  from  every  bill 

Rise  tuneful  to  the  neighboring  sky. 
7  Ye  stubborn  oaks  and  stately  pines, 

Bend  your  high  branches  and  ador;;  : 

Praise  him,  ye  beasts,  in  different  strains  ; 

The  lamb  must  bleat,  the  lion  roar. 
3  Birds,  ye  must  make  his  praise  your  theme;, 

Nature,  demands  a  song  from  you  : 

While  the  dumb  fish  that  cut  the  stream 

Leap  up,  and  mean  his  praises  too. 
9  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 

When  nature  all  around  you  sings  ? 

Oh,  for  a  shout  from  old  and  young, 

From  humble  swains  and  lofty  kings ! 
;  0  Wide  as  bis  vast  dominion  lies, 

Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known  : 
Loud  as  his  thunder  shout  his  praise. 
And  sound  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 
H  Jehovah  !  'tis  a  glorious  word  ! 
Oh,  may  it  dwell  on  every  tongue  ! 


29i  PSALM  CXLVIII. 

But  saints,  who  best  have  known  the  Lord, 
Are  boiuul  to  raise  the  noblest  song. 
12  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love, 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on  every  chord  ; 
From  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord ! 

PSALM  148.    Short  Metre, 

Universal  praise. 

1  X    ET  every  creature  join 
_L<  To  praise  th' eternal  God; 

Ye  heavenly  hosts  the  song  begin, 
And  sound  his  name  abroad. 

2  Thou  sun  with  golden  beams, 
And  moon  with  paler  rays, 

Ye  starry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise. 

3  He  built  those  worlds  above, 
And  fix'd  their  wondrous  frame ; 

By  his  command  they  stand  or  move, 
And  ever  speak  his  name. 
)  Ye  vapors,  when  ye  rise, 
Or  fall  in  showers  or  snow, 
Ye  thunders,  murmuring  round  the  slue-,. 
His  power  and  glory  show. 
5  Wind,  hail,  and  flashing  fire, 
Agree  to  praise  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  storms  conspire 
To  execute  his  word. 
<3  By  all  his  works  above 
His  honors  be  exprest ; 
But  saints,  that  taste  his  saving  lou. 
Should  sing  his  praises  best. 
PAUSE  I. 
7  Let  earth  and  ocean  know, 
They  owe  their  Maker  praise  . 
Praise  him,  ye  watry  worlds  below  j 
And  monsters  of  the  seas. 
»  From  mountains  near  the  sky 
Let  his  high  praise  resound, 


PSALM  CXLIX.  23' 

From  humble  shrubs  anil  cedars  high, 
And  vales  and  fields  around. 

9  Ye  lions  of  the  wood, 

And  tamfir  beasts  that  graze, 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  food, 

And  he  expects  your  praise. 

10  Ye  birds  of  lofty  wing. 
On  high  his  praises  bear ; 

Qr  sit  on  flowery  boughs,  and  sing 
Your  Maker's  glory  there. 

11  Ye  creeping  ants,  and  worms, 
His  various  wisdom  show  ; 

And  flies  in  all  your  shining  swarms, 
Praise  liim  that  drest  you  so. 

12  By  all  the  earth-born  race 
His  honors  be  exprest ; 

But  saints,  that  know  his  heavenly  grace, 
Should  learn  to  praise  him  best. 
PAUSE  II. 

13  Monarchs  of  w  ide  command, 
Praise  ye  the  eternal  King ; 

Judges,  adore  that  sovereign  hand, 
Whence  all  your  honors  spring. 

14  Let  vigorous  youth  engage 
To  sound  his  praises  high  ; 

While  growing  babes,  and  withering  age, 
Their  feebler  voices  try. 

15  United  zeal  be  shown 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raise  : 

God  is  the  Lord  ;  his  name  alone 

Deserves  our  endless  praise. 

16  Let  nature  join  with  art, 
And  all  pronounce  him  blest ; 

But  saints  that  dwell  so  near  his  heart 
Should  sing  his  praises  best. 

PSALM  149.    Common  Metre. 
Praise  God  all  his  mints  ;  or,  Tlie  saints  judging  tlw 

world. 
1     \  LL  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice, 
J\  And  let  your  songs  be  new; 


296  PSALM  CL. 

Amid  the  church  with  cheerful  voice 

His  later  wonders  shew. 

2  The  Jews,  the  people  of  his  grace. 

Shall  their  Rtdeemer  sing  ; 
And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praist . 
While  Zion  owns  her  King. 

3  The  Lord  takes  pleasure  in  the  just, 

Whom  sinners  treat  with  scorn  ; 
The  meek,  that  lie  despisxl  in  dust, 
Salvation  shall  adorn. 

4  Saints  should  he  joyful  in  their  King, 

Ev'n  on  a  dying  bed  : 
And  lilce  the  souls  in  glory  sing, 
For  God  shall  raise  the  dead. 

5  Then  his  high  praise  shall  fill  their  tongues. 

Their  hand  shall  wield  the  sword  ; 
And  vengeance  shall  attend  their  songs, 

The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 
G  When  Christ  the  judgment-seat  ascends, 

And  bids  the  world  appear, 
Thrones  are  prepar'd  for  all  his  friends, 

Who  humbly  lov"d  him  here. 

7  Then  shall  they  rule  with  iron  rod 

Nations  that  dard  rebel  ; 
And  join  the  sentence  of  their  God 
On  tyrants  doom'd  to  hell. 

8  The  royal  sinners  bound  in  chains 

New  triumphs  shall  afford  ; 
Such  honor  for  the  saints  remains  : 
Praise  ye,  and  love  the  Lord. 

PSALM  150.    1,2,  ft.     Common  Metre. 
A  song  of  Praise. 

1  T  N  God's  own  house  pronounce  liis  praise  ; 
J_  His  grace  he  there-  reveals ; 

To  heaven  your  joy  and  wonder  raise, 
For  there  his  glory  dwells. 

2  Let  all  your  sacred  passions  move 

While  you  rehearse  his  deeds  ; 

But  the  great  work  of  saving  love 

Your  liighest  praise  exceeds. 


PSALM  CL. 

3  All  that  have  motion,  life,  and  breath, 
Proclaim  your  Maker  blest : 
Yet,  when  my  voice  expires  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  praise  him  best. 

PSALM  150.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  Vfctiil 

Universal  praise  to  God. 

1  |N  Zion's  sacred  gates 

X  Let  hymns  of  praise  begin, 
Where  acts  of  faith  and  love 
"With  ceaseless  beauty  shine. 

In  mercy  there, 

Wliile  God  is  known, 

Before  his  throne 

With  songs  appear. 

2  In  heaven,  his  house  on  high, 
Ye  Angels  lift  your  voice  ; 
Let  heavenly  harps  resound, 
And  happy  saints  rejoice. 

The  glories  sing, 
That  ever  shine, 
With  pomp  divine, 
Around  your  King. 

3  His  wondrous  acts  demand, 
His  wisdom  and  his  grace, 
The  labors  of  our  hands, 
And  transports  of  our  praise. 

Rehearse  his  name 
To  every  shore, 
Where'er  his  power 
His  works  proclaim. 

4  Let  the  trump's  martial  voice, 
The  timbrel's  softer  sound, 
The  organ's  solemn  peal, 
United  praise  resound. 

To  swell  the  song, 
With  highest  joy, 
Let  man  employ 
His  tuneful  tongue. 


•S98  DOXOLOGIES. 

THE  CHRISTIAN  DOXOLOGY. 

Long  Metre. 

TO  Gal  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  One, 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory,  given 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

Common  Metre. 

T    ET  Cod  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Ji  And  Spirit  beador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 
( >r  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

Common  Metre. 
IVIiere  the  tune  includes  two  stanzas. 

1  rpHE  God  of  mercy  beador'd, 

I_     Who  calls  our  souls  from  death  ; 
Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word, 
And  new  creating  breath. 

2  To  praise  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  all  divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One. 
Let  saints  and  angels  join. 

Short  Metre. 

\7"E  angels  round  the  throne, 
X     And  Saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Sqn. 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 

As  the  113th  Psalm. 

VT  O  W  to  the  great  and  sacred  Three, 
_iS    The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  be 

Eternal  praise  and  glory  given, 
Thro'  all  the  worlds  where  G(xl  is  known, 
)Jy  all  the  angels  near  the  throne. 

And  all  the  saints  iu  earth  and  heave*). 


DOXOLOGIES. 

As  the  143  th  Psalm. 

r|^  O  God  the  Father's  throne 
_|_     Pt  rpetual  honors  raise  ; 
Glory  to  GotI  the  Son  ; 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise. 

With  all  our  powers, 

Eternal  King, 

Thy  name  we  sing, 

While  faith  adores. 


KSH  OF  THi:  VpALXti. 


AN  INDEX, 

%■  TABLE  to  find  a  Psalm  suited  to  particular  sub- 
jects or  occasions. 

vote.  In  this  Table  I  luive  not  directed  to  the  several 
Parti  or  Metres  oftlic  Psalm,  lest  it  should  breed  too 
great  a  confusion  of  figures.  IV/iat  is  sought  in  any 
Psalm  may  easily  be  found  by  turning  a  leaf  or  tnvo 
backward  orfoi~ward  to  the  distinct  parts  or  Metres. 

fyou  find  not  what  word  you  seek  in  this  Table,  seek 
anotlter  of  the  same  signification  ;  or  seek  it  under 
some  of  the  more  general  words,  such  as  God,  Christ, 
Church,  Saints,  Psalm,  Prayer,  Praise,  Affliction, 
Grace,  Deliverance,  Death,  &c. 

A  DAM  the  first  and  second,  their  dominion  3.  Af- 
_L  jiicted,  pity  to  them,  41,  35,  tempted,  supported 
5, 145,  146,  their  prayer  102,  143,  saints  happy  73, 
i,  119.  14th  Part.  Afflictions,  hope  in  them  42,  13, 
7.  Support  and.  profit  119, 14th  part.  Instruction 
ythem  49, 119,  18th  part.  Sanctified  94,  119,  18th 
art.  Courage  in  them  119th,  17th  part ;  removed  by 
rayer  34,  107.  Submission  to  them  123,  131,  39, 
om  men,  see  persecution.  In -mind  and  body  143  : 
ying  our  graces  66,  119,  17th  part ;  without  rejec- 
on  89 ;  of  saints  and  sinners  different  94,  gentle  103  ; 
.oderated  125  ;  very  great  102, 143,  77.  Aged  saints 
flection  and  hope  71.  All-seeing  God  139.  Angels 
lardian,  34  91  ;  all  subject  to  Christ  89,  97  ;  praise 
e  Lord  103  ;  present  in  churches  138.  Appeal  to 
od  against  persecutors  7  ;  concerning  our  sincerity 
9 ;  humility  131.  Ascension  of  Christ  24,  68,  47, 
Assista:ice  from  God,  144, 138.  Atheism  prac- 
jal24,  36,  12,  punished  10.  Attributes  of  God  36, 
1, 145, 1 47.    Authority  from  God  75,  82, 

BACKSLIDING  soul  in  distress  and  desertion  25 ; 
restored  51,  pardoned  78, 130.    Blessing  of  God 
i  the  business  and  comforts  of  life  127.    Blessings  of 
family  128, 133  of  a  nation  144, 147.  of  the  country 
147  ofa  persou  1.  32, 11?.,     Blood  of  Christ  clean- 


302  INDEX. 

sing  from  sin  51,  69.  Book  of  nature  and  scripture  V. 
119,  4th  part,  prosperity  67  ;  happiness  147.  Brt 
therly  k>ve  133,  reproof  141.  Business  of  life  ble« 
127. 

CARE  of  God  over  his  saints  34.  Charity  to  thi 
poor  37,41, 112,  and  justice  15, 11 2, mixed  witf 
Imprecations 35.  ChHstisemettt^ee afflictions.  Ch'ddrei 
praising  God  8  made  blesssngs  127,  128.  insmietec 
34, 78.  Christ  the  second  Adam,  his  incarnation,  hi' 
dominion  8.  his  all  sufficiency  16.  his  ascension  24.68 
110.  The  church's  foundation  118  ;  his  coming,  thi 
signs  of  it  12.  his  condescension  and  glorification  9, 
covenant  made  with  him  89.  1st  and  2d  coming,  or  lus 
incarnation,  kingdom  and  judgment  96,97,  93.  the 
true  David  89  35.  his  death  and  resurrection  22  16, 69, 
the  eternal  Creator  102,  exalted  to  the  kingdom  2, 21, 
8,72, 110.  our  example  109.  Faith  in  his  blood  51. 
God  and  man  89.  his  Godhead  102.  our  hope  4, 51.  his 
incarnation  and  sacrifice  40.  the  king  and  the  churdi 
his  spouse  45.  his  kingdom  among  the  Gentiles  72,  87, 
132.  his  love  to  enemies  109.  35.  his  majesty  97,  99. 
his  glory  72.  his  mediatorial  kingdom  89.  110.  his  obe- 
dience and  death  69.  his  personal  glories  and  govern- 
ment 45.  praised  by  children  8.  priest  and  king  110. 
his  resurrection  on  the  Lord's  day  118.  our  strength: 
and  righteousness  71.  his  sufferings  and  kingdom  2, 22jj! 
69,  his  sufferings  for  our  salvation  69.  his  zeal  and  re- 
proaches 69,  his  sorrows.  Chiristirin  qualifications 
15,  24,  church  made  of  Jews  and  Gentiles  87.  Church 
its  beauty  45,  48. 122,  the  birth  plac^  of  saints  87. 
built  on  Jesus  Christ  118.  its  complaint  137.  against: 
enemies  79,  83.  Delight  and  safety  in  it  27.  Destruc- 
tion of  enemies  proeeeds  from  thence  76.  gathered 
and  settled  132.  of  the  Gentiles  45,47.  God  fights  for 
her  46.  10,  20.  God's  presence  there  132,  84.  God's 
special  delight  87.  132.  God's  garden  92.  going  to  it 
122.  the  house  and  care  of  God  135,  of  the  Jews  aud 
Gentiles  87.  its  increase  67.  prayer  in  distress  83. 
prayer  for  the  presence  of  Christ  70.  persecuted  we 
persecution  ;  restored  by  prayer,  85, 102,107.  its  safe- 
ty in  national  desolation  46.  is  the  safety  and  honor 
of  a  nation  48.  the  spouse  of  Christ  45.  its  worship  and 
orcjer  43,  Wrath  against  eneinres  proceeds  thence  76. 


INDEX.  303 

Colonics  planted  107.  Comfort,  holiness  and  pardon  4, 
32,  119,  11th  and  12th  parts,  and  support  in  God  94, 
16,  from  ancient  providences  77,  143.  of  life  blest  127, 
and  pardon  130.  Company  of  saints  16,  106.  Com- 
plaint of  absence  from  public  worship  42.  of  sickness 
6.  desertion  13.  pride,  Atheism,  oppression,  &c.  10, 
12.  of  temptation  13,  against  unbelievers  59.  against 
evil  companions  64.  general  102.  of  quarrelsome  neigh- 
bors 120  of  heavy  afflictions  in  mind  and  body  143. 
under  great  trials"  43.  Compassion  of  God  103,  145, 
147.  Communion  with  saints  106,  133.  Confession  of 
our  poverty  16.  of  sin,  repentance  and  pardon,  32, 51. 
38, 130,  143.  Conscience  tender  119,  13th  part,  its 
guilt  relieved  38,  32,  51, 130.  Contention  complained 
of  120,  Converse  with  God  119, 2d  part  63.  Conversion 
and  joy  126.  at  the  ascension  of  Christ  110.  of  Jews 
and  Gentiles  87,  106,  96.  Correction,  see  affliction. 
Corruption  of  manners  general  11,  12.  Counsel  and 
support  from  God  16, 119.  Courage  in  death  16,  17, 
71.  in  persecution  119,  17th  part.  Covenant  made 
with  Christ  89.  of  grace  unchangeable  89, 106.  Crc- 
\ation  and  providence  135,  136,  33,  104,  147,  148. 
ICreatures,  no  trust  in  them  62,  33, 145.  vain,  and  God 
Jail  sufficient  33  ;  praising  God  148. 

DAILY  devotion  55, 139.  Day  of  humiliation  for 
disappointments  in  war  60.  Death  and  resur- 
rection of  Christ  16, 69  ;  of  saints  and  sinners,  17, 
37,  49  ;  and  sufferings  of  Christ  22,  69  ;  deliverance 
from  it  31  ;  and  pride  49  ;  and  the  resurrection  49,, 
71,  89  ;  courage  hi  it  16,  17,  23  ;  the  effect  of  sin 
90  ;  not  the  end  of  our  being  88.  Defence  in  God 
3, 121  ;  and  salvation  in  God  18,  61  ;  delaying  sin- 
ners warned  95.  Delight  and  safety  in  the  church 
48,  27, 84  ;  in  the  law  of  God  119,  5th,  8th,  and  18di 
parts  ;  in  God  63,  42,  73,  84, 18.  Deliverance  begun 
and  perfected  85  ;  from  despair  IS  ;  from  deep  dis- 
tress 34,  40  ;  from  death  31,  118  ;  from  oppression 
and  falsehood  56  ;  from  persecution  53,  94  ;  by  pray- 
er 34,  40,  85, 126  ;  from  shipwreck  107  ;  from  slan- 
der 31.  Surprising  126,  from  temptations  3,  6,  13, 
18  ;  from  a  tumult  118.  Desertion  and  distress  of 
isoul  25, 13,  38, 143.  Desire  of  knowledge  119,  9th 
;part;  of  ho'Ehess  119,  11th  part;  of  comfort,  and. 


304  INDEX. 

deliverance  119,  12th  part  ;  of  quickening  grac<: 
119, 16tli  part.  Desolations,  the  church's  safety  in 
them  46.  Despair  and  hope  in  death  17,  49  ;  deliv- 
erance from  it  18,  130.  Devotion,  daily  55, 134, 141  ; 
on  a  sick-bed  6,  39 :  see  morning,  evening,  Lord's 
day.  Direction  and  pardon  25  :  and  defence  prayed 
for  5  ;  and  hope  42  ;  see  knowledge,  Disease,  see 
sickness.  Distress  of  soul,  or  backsliding  and  deser- 
tion 25  :  relieved  51,  130.  Dominion  of  man  over 
creatures  8.  Doubts  and  fears  suppressed  3,  31,  143. 
Drunkard  and  glutton  107.  Duty  to  God  and  man 
15,  24.    Dwelling  with  God,  see  heaven,  church,  &c. 

EDUCATION,  religious  34,78.  Egypt's  plagues 
105.  End  of  the  righteous  and  wicked  1,  37. 
Enemies  overcome  18  ;  prayed  for  35,  109  ;  destroy- 
ed 12,  76,  48.  Envy  and  unbelief  cured  37,  49. 
Equity  and  wisdom  of  providence  9.  Evening  psalm 
4, 139,  141.  Evidences  of  grace,  or  self-examination 
26  ;  of  sincerity  18,  19, 139.  Evil  times  12  ;  neigh- 
bours 120  ;  magistrates  11,  58,  82.  Exaltation  of 
Christ  to  the  kingdom  2,  21,  22,  69,  72, 110.  Exami- 
nation or  evidences  of  grace  26, 139.  Exhortations 
to  peace  and  holiness  34. 

FAITH  and  prayer  of  persecuted  saints  35  ;  in 
the  blood  of  Christ  51,  32  ;  in  divine  grace  and 
power  62,  130.  Faithfulness  of  God  89,  105,  111, 
145,  146  ;  of  man  15,  141.  Falsehood,  blasphemy, 
&c.  12  ;  and  oppression,  deliverance  from  them  12, 
56.  Family  government  101  :  love  and  worship  133  ; 
blessings  128.  Fears  and  doubts  suppressed,  3,  34. 
31  ;  in  the  worship  of  God  89,  99 ;  of  God  119, 13th 
part.  Flattery  and  deceit  complained  of  12,  36. 
Forgiveness,  see  pardon.  Formal  worship  50.  Frailty 
of  man  89,  90,  144.  Fretfulness  discouraged  37. 
Friendship,  its  blessings  133.    Funeral  psalm  89,  90. 

GENTILES  given  to  Christ  2,  22, 72  ;  church  45, 
65,  72,  87  ;  owning  the  true  God  96,  98,  47. 
Glorification  and  condescension  of  Christ  8, 45.  Glory 
of  God  in  our  salvation  69,  and  grace  promised  84.  97, 
89.  Glutton  78,  drunkard  107.  God  all  in  all  127  ; 
all-seeing  139  ;  all-sufficient  16,  33  ;  his  being,  at- 
tributes and  providence  36,65.  147  :  his  care  of  saints 


INDEX.  30* 

7,34  :  his  creation  aiid  providmce  33, 104,  Sec.  our 
I'.i'ur  and  saltation  3,  61,33,  115;  eternal,  and 
sovereign,  and  holy  93  ;  eternal  and  man  mortal  90, 
102  ;  faithfulness  105,  111,  89  ;  bis  glory  in  his  works 
and  word  19  ;  glorified  and  sinners  saved  69  ;  good- 
nessaod  mercy  145,103;  goodness  and  truth  145, 
3  16  ;  governing,  power  and  goodness  66  ;  great  and 
good  144,  68,  145,  147  ;  heart-searching  139  ;  our 
only  hope  and  help  142  ;  the judge  9,50,  97  ;  kino! 
to  his  people  145,  146  ;  his  glory  in  creation  and 
providence  104 ;  his  kingdom  ar.it  perfections  145  ; 
his  majesty  97  ;  and  condescension  113, 144  :  mercv 
and  truth  36,  103,  136,  89.  145  ;  made  man  8  ;  of 
nature  and  grace  65  ;  his  perfections  111,  36,  145, 
117;  our  portion,  and  Christ  our  hope  4  ;  our  por- 
tion here  and  hereafter  73  ;  his  power  and  majesty 
68,  89.  93,  96  ;  praised  by  chddivn  8  ;  our  preserver 
121,  1^8  ;  present  in  lus"cmuches84  ;  our  refuge  in 
national  troubles  46  ;  our  shepherd  23  ;  his  sover- 
eignty and  goodness  to  man  8, 113, 144  ;  onr  suppoit 
and  comfort  94  ;  supreme  governor  82,  93,  75  ;  his 
vengeance  and  compassion  68, 97  ;  unchangeable  89, 
111  ;  his  universal  dominion  103  :  his  wisdom  in  his 
works  111,139;  vorthy  of  all  praise  145,  146,  150. 
Good  works,  15,  24,112;  profit  men  not  Gcd  16. 
Goodness  of  God  8.  103,  in,  145,  146.  Gospel,  its 
glory  and  success  19,  45, 110  ;  joyful  sound  89,  98  ; 
A'oatfeip  and  order  48.  Gmcrmnent  of  Christ  45  ; 
from  God  75.  Grace,  its  evidences,  or  sdf-cxarnina- 
tion  26,  139  ;  above  riches  144  ;  without  merit  16, 
32  ;  of  Christ  45.  72,  and  providence  33, 36,  135, 136, 
147  ;  preserving  and  restoring  138  ;  truth  and  protce, 
tion  57  ;  tried  by  affliction  17,  66,  125  ;  and  glory 
34.97  ;  pardoning  130.  Gaih  of  conscience,  reikvtd 
38,  32,  51,  130. 

HAPPY  saint  and  cursed  sinner  1.  Harvest  65, 
126,147.  Health,  sickness  and  recovery  6,  30, 
Jl  ;  prayed  for  6,  33,  39.  Heart  known  to  God  139  ; 
Hrrrhig  of  prayer  and  salvation  4,  io,  66.  io2. 
Heaven  of  separate  '•nils  and  nsurr^ction  17;  the 
saints  dwelling  place  24.  Holiness,  pardon  and  com- 
t'orr4  ;  desired  119,  llih  part  ;  protest  119,  3d  part, 
'■'->.    //"/,/  hidarknpss  13,  77.  i43;  of  i^snmctton 


306  INDEX. 

16. 71  ;  and  despair  in,  17,  49  ;  and  prayer  27  ;  ibr 
victory  20  ;  and  direction  42  ;  in  afflictions  42,  143. 
Jlosarma  of  the  children  8;  for  the  Lord's  day  118. 
Household,  see  family.  Humiliation  day  10  ;  for  dis- 
appointment 60.  Humility  and  submission  131,  139. 
Hypocrites  and  hypocrisy  12,  40. 

IDOLATRY  reproved  16,  IIS,  135.  .fc/VW;  68,  83, 
reigns  93,  96,  97.  Jexvs,  see  Israel.  linages,  sec 
idolatry.  Imprecations  ami  charity  35.  Incarnation 
96, 97. 98  ;  and  sacrifice  of  Christ  40.  Infants  139,  set 
children.  Infidels,  miserable  end  of  52.  Instruc- 
tion from  God  25  ;  from  scripture  1 19.  4th  and  7th 
parts  ;  in  piety  34,  Instructive  afflictions  94.  In- 
temperance  punished  7fi  ;  and  pardoned  107.  Joy  of 
conversion  126,  see  delight.  Israel  saved  from  the 
Assyrians  76  ;  saved  from  Egypt,  aid  brought  to 
Canaan  135,  136,  77, 105,  107,  rebellion  and  punish- 
ment 78  ;  punished  and  pardoned  1C6, 107  ;  travels  in 
the  wilderness  107. 114.  Judgment  and  mercy  9,  68  ; 
day  1,  50,  96,  97,  98,  129.  seat  of  God  9.  Justice  of 
providence  9  ;  and  truth  towards  men  15  ;  Justifca- 
f\on  free  23, 130. 

KINGDOM  of  Christ,  tee  Christ.  Kno-w ledge  de- 
sired 19,  119.  9th  part. 
LAW  of  God,  delight  in  it  119.  Liberality  re- 
warded 41,112.  Life  and  riches,  their  vanity 
■19  ;  short  and  feeble  89, 90, 144.  Life  the  only  accep- 
ted time  S8.  Longing  after  God  63,  42.  Lord's  day 
psalm  92,  118  ;  morning  5,  19,  63.  Love  of  God  to 
the  righteous  and  hatred  to  the  wicked  1. 11  ;  to  our 
neighbour  15  ;  to  the  church  137  ;  of  Christ  to  sinners 
35 ;  of  God  better  than  life  63  ;  of  God  unchangeable 
106,89;  to  enemies  109,  35;  brotherly  133;  and 
worship  in  a  family  ibid.  Luxury  punkiied  78  ;  and 
pardoned  I,  97. 

MAGISTRATES  warned  58.  82  ;  qualifications 
101  ;  raised  and  deposed  75.  Majesty  of  God  6S 
see  God.  Man  his  vanity  as  mortal  39,  89.90,144; 
his  dominion  over  Creatures  8 ;  mortal  and  Christ 
eternal  102:  his  wonderful  formation  139.  Mariner's 
psalm  107,  Marriage  mystical  45,  Master  of  •&  family 
101.    Meditation  1,  63,  119,  9th  and  Oth  parts.    Melr 


INDEX.  307 

anchobj  vproved  -42  :  and  hope  77  :  removed  126. 
Mercies  common  and  special  68,103;  spiritual  and 
temporal  103,  innumerable  139  :  ev«  rlasting  136, re- 
corded 107  :  and  judgment  9  :  and  truth  of  God  36, 
ICC..  89,  136,  ]  15446..  Merit  disclaimed  16.  Messiah 
m  Christ.  Midnight  thoughts  63.  139,  119,  5th  and 
8th  parts.  Ministers  ordained  132.  Miracles  in  the 
wilderness  114.  Morning  Psalm  3,  141 :  of  a  sabbath 
5,  19,63.  Mortality  of  man  39,  49,90  :  and  hope  89  : 
and  God*s  eternity  'j0,  102. 

NATION'S  honor  and  saf'  ty  is  the  church  43  : 
prosperity  67, 1-44  :  bfest  and  punished  107.  Na- 
rioT^rdeEverance  67,  75,  76,  124,  126  :  desolations. 
the  church's  safety  and  triumph  in  them  46.  ~Sdv.it 
aud  scripture  1?,  119,7th  part:  of  man  139.  Jjfac- 
Engtitnd  psalm  107. 

OBEDIENCE  sincere  32.  18,  159  :  better  than 
sacrifice  50.  Old  age,  death  90  :  and  resurrection 
71,  S9.  Omnipotence,  omniscience,  omnipresence,  &c. 
see  God. 

PARDON,  holiness  and  comfort  4  :  of  backsliding 
78  :  and  direction  25  :  and  repentance  prayed 
for  38  :  and  confession  32  :  of  original  and  actual 
sin  51  j  plentiful  wMl  God  130.  Patience  under  af- 
Hictions  39  :  under  persecutions  37,  44  :  in  darkness 
77, 130, 131.  Peace  and  holiness  encouraged  34  :  -with 
men  desired  120.  perfections  of  God  111,  145, 147, 136. 
Persecuted  saints,  their  prayer  and  faith  35,  44,  74, 
80.  83.  Persecution,  rictory  over,  and  deliverance 
from  it  7,  53,94  :  courage  in  it  119,  17th  part.  Per- 
secnto-rs  punished  7,  129,  149  :  their  folly  14  :  com- 
plained of  35,  44,  74,  80,  83  :  deliverance  from  them 
94,  9, 10.  Perseverance  133  :  in  trials  119, 17th  part. 
Personal  glories  of  Christ  45.  Pestilence,  preservation 
in  it  91.  Piety  insmietions  therein  34  sec  saint. 
Fity  to  the  afflicted  41,  see  charity,  God.  Pleail- 
ing  without  repining  39,  123  :  the  promises  119, 
]0th  part,  Poor,  charity  to  them  15.  37, 41, 112  :  Per- 
son of  saints  and  sinners  11,  17,  37.  Poverty  con- 
fessed 16.  Power  and  majesty  of  God  89, 68, 145  see 
God.  FrfKtical  atheism  14,3*6.  Praise  to  God  from 
children  S  ;  ftirhis  care  ofthe  church  Hz:  for  fates* 


30H  INDEX. 

tion  and  providence  S3, 104.  to  our  creator  100  :  gen- 
eral song  of  ICO  :  From  all  creatures  148  ;  for  emi- 
nent deliverance  34,  118  :  general  86,  145,  150  :  for 
the  gospel  98  ;  for  health  restored  30,  1 16  ;  for  hear- 
ing prayer  66,  102  :  to  Jesus  Christ  45  ;  from  all  na- 
tions 117  :  and  prayer  public  65  :  for  protection, 
grace  and  truth  57  :  for  providence  and  grace  36  : 
for  rain  65, 147  :  from  the  saints  149,  150  :  for  tem- 
poral blessings  68, 147  :  for  temptations  overcome  IS  : 
for  victor)  in  war  ibid :  universal  150.  Prayer  heard 
4,  34, 65,  66  :  in  time  of  war  20  :  against  public  ene- 
mies 140  :  against  personal  enemies  140  :  and  hope 
of  victory  20  :  praise  public  65  :  and  praise  for  deliv- 
erance from  evil  companions  28.  for  deliverance 
from  temptations  23.  and  hope  27.  for  deliverance 
from  enemies  54 :  in  church's  distress  80 :  heard  and 
Zion  restored  102  :  and  faith  of  persecuted  saints  35  ; 
37,  56  :  and  praise  for  deliverance  34  :  for  repentance 
and  pardon  &c.  3S,  see  complaint :  for  the  latter  day 
glory  53.  Preserving  grace  138.  Preservation  in 
public  dangers  46,  91,  112  :  daily  121.  Pride  and 
Atheism  and  oppression  punished  10,  12  :  and  death 
49.  Priesthood  of  Christ  sh  n0-  Princes  vain  62, 
146.  Profession  of  sincerity  and  repentance  &c.  119, 
3d  part  139  :  false  50.  Promises  and  threatenings 
81  ;  pleaded  119,  10th  part.  Prosperity  dangerous 
S5,  73.  Prosperous  sinners  cursed  37, 49,  73.  Protec- 
tion, truth  r.nd  grace  57  ;  by  day  and  night  121. 
Providence  its  wisdom  and  equity  9  :  and  creation 
33,  135, 136  :  and  grace  36,  147  :  and  perfections  of 
God  36 :  its  mystery  unfolded  73  :  recorded  77,  78 
107  :  in  air,  earth  and  seas  33,  65,  89, 104, 107, 147  :  in 
the  seasons  65.  Prudence  and  zeal  39.  Pscihn  for  sol- 
diers 18,  60  ,  for  old  age  71  :  for  husbandmen  65  : 
for  a  funeral  89,  90 :  for  Lord's  day  92  :  before  pray- 
er 05  before  sermons  ibid,  for  magistrates  101.  For 
householders  101  :  for  mariners  107,  for  gluttons  and 
drunkards  107  :  for  New-England  ibid,  for  see  morn. 
even,  8tc.  Public  praise  for  private  mercies  116,  118. 
for  deliverance  124.  worship  absence  from  it  com- 
plained of  42  worship  attended  on  122.  prayer  and 
praise  65.  84.  Punishment  of  sinners  1.  11,  37.  and 
salvation  78, 8 1 ,  106.  see  affliction.  Purposes  holy  1 19. 
Uth  par?. 


l5lDEX.  309 

QUALIFICATIONS  of  a  Christian  15,  24.  Oi/ar- 
reUoiue  neighbors  120.  Quickening  grace  119, 
16  th  part. 

BAIN  from  heaven  135,  65,  1-.7.  Recovery  from 
sickness  6, 30. 116.  Rejoicing  mGoA  IS.  see  joy, 
delight.  Relative  duties  15,' 133.  Religion  and justice 
15.  in  words  and  deeds  37.  Religious  education  34, 
78.  Remembrance  of  former  deliverances  77,  143. 
Repentance,  confession  and  pardon  32  ;  and  prayer 
for  pardon  and  strength  38  ;  and  faith  in  the  blood,  of 
Christ  51.  Reproach  removed  31. 37.  Resignation  39, 
123, 131.  Resolutions  holy  119, 15th  part.  Restoring 
grace  138, 23.  Resurrection  and  death  of  Christ,  2, 
16  ;  of  the  saints  16, 17,  49,  71  ;  and  death  49,  71,  89. 
Reverence  in  worship  89,  99.  Revolution  American 
18.  Rklies  their  vanity  49  ;  compared  with  grace  144. 
Riglueous,  sec  saints,  Righteousness  from  Christ  71, 
sec  salvation,  pardon,  Christ.  Rulers  the  care  of 
heaven,  21. 

SABBATH,  see  Lord's  day.  Sacrifice  40,  51,  69  ; 
incarnation  of  Christ  40.  Safely  in  public  dan- 
gers 91 ;  and  triumph  of  the  church  in  national  deso- 
lations 46  ;  in  God  61 ;  and  delight  in  the  church  27. 
Saints  happy  and  sinners  cursed  1,  11, 119,  1st  part ; 
safety  in  evil  times,  12,  46  ;  the  best  company  16  ; 
characterized  15,  24  ;  and  sinners'  portion  1,  17  : 
dwell  in  htaven  15,  24 ;  punished  and  saved  78, 106 ; 
God's  care  of  them  34 ;  reward  at  last  50,  90, 92  ;  and 
sinners'  end  37, 1, 11 ;  patience  and  world's  hatred 
37 ;  chastized  and  sinners  destroyed  94 ;  die,  but 
Christ  lives  102  ;  punished  and  pardoned  106, 107 ; 
conducted  to  heaven  106,  107  ;  tried  and  preserved 
6Q,  125  ;  afflictions  moderated  125  ;  judging  the  world 
149.  Salvation  of  saints  10 ;  and  triumph  18  ;  and 
defence  in  God  61 ;  by  Christ  69,  85.  Sanctified  afflic- 
tions 119,  last  part  94.  Satan  subdued  3,  6, 13.  Strip- 
ture  compared  with  the  book  of  nature  19, 119, 7th 
part ;  instruction  from  it  119,  4th  part.  Delight  in  it 
119,  5th  and  18th  parts ;  holiness  and  comfort  from  it 
119, 6th  part;  perfection  119, 7th  part  ;  variety  and 
excellency  119,  Sth  part ;  attended  with  the  Spirit 
f  19, 9th  part,    Seasons  of  the  year  65;  147.    Seaman's 


310  INDEX. 

song  107.  Seci'ei  devotion  119,  3d  part,  34.  Seeking 
God  63,  27.  Self  examination,  or  evidences  of  grace 
26,  139.  Separate  soul's  heaven  17.  Shepherd  of  saints 
is  God  23.  Shipwreck  prevented  107.  .SVrA:  bed  devo- 
tion 6, 33,  39, 116.  Sirkims  healed  6,  30, 116.  Sick- 
ness, solemn  thoughts  after  88.  Sign:,-  of  Christ's  com- 
ing 12,  96,  &c.  Sin  of  nature  14  ;  original  and  actual, 
confessed  and  pardoned51 ;  and  chastisement  of  saints 
78,  106  ;  universal  14.  Sincerity  19,  26, 32,  139 ;  pro- 
ved and  rewarded  13  ;  profest  119,  3d  part.  Sinner 
cursed  and  saint  happy  J,  11 ;  and  saints'  portion  1, 
17, 37,  50  ;  hatred  and  saints'  patience  37  ;  destroyed, 
and  saints  chastized  94.  Sim  of  tongue  12,  3a',  50. 
Slander,  deliverance  from  it  31, 120.  Song,  see  psalm. 
Soirows,  sec  affliction,  sickness,  &c.  of  Israel  in  the 
Babylonish  captivity  137.  Souls  in  separate  stale  17, 
146,1*0.  Spirit  given  at  Christ's  ascension  68;  his 
teaching  desired  119,  9th  part,  51.  Spiritual  enemies 
overcome,  3,  18,  144  ;  blessings  and  punishments  81  ; 
mindedness  1 19,  2d  part,  see  saint,  grace.  Jkc.  Spouse 
of  Christ  the  King  is  the  Church  45.  Spring  of  the 
year  65 ;  and  summer  65, 104  :  and  winter  147.  Storm 
and  thunder  29,  135,  148.  Strength,  repentance,  and 
pardon  prayed  for  38  ;  from  Christ  71  ;  of  grace  138. 
Submission  123,131;  to  Christ  2;  to  sickness  39. 
Success  of  the  gosoel  19.  110.  Sufferings  and  dt^aih 
of  Christ;  22  and  kingdom  of  Christ ,  2,22,  69,  110. 
Summer  65  ;  and  winter  147.  Support  and  counsel 
from  God  16  ;  for  the  afflicted  and  tempted  55;  and 
comfort  in  God  94,119, 14th  part.  Surety  and  sacri- 
fice, Christ  40. 

fin  EMPTATIQNS  overcome  3, 18  ;  in  sickness  6  ; 
_f_  escape  from  them  25  ;  of  the  devil  13  ;  support 
under  them  3,  55,  94.  Tempter,  see  Satan.  Tender 
conscience  119, 13th  part.  Thanks  public  for  private 
mercies  115.  118,  set1  praise.  Tlianksgiving  of  Da- 
vid for  deliverance  from  his  enemies  18.  Threaten- 
ings  and  promises  81.  Thunder  ami  storm  29,  135, 
136,148.  Tones  evil  11,12.  Tongue  governed  34, 
39.  Trial  of  our  graces  by  afflictions  66,  125  ;  of 
our  hearts  26, 139.  Triumph  for  salvation  18  ;  and 
safety  of  the  church  in  national  desolations  46  ;  at 
the  last  da}'  149.    Troubles,  see  afflictions,  tempta- 


rions.  Trusl  in  the  creatures  vain  62,  146.  Truth, 
grace,  and  protection  57, 145,  149,  see  God,  faithful- 
ness.   Tumult,  deliverance  from  it  118. 

VANITY  of  man  as  mortal  39, 89, 144  ;  of  life  and 
riches  49.  Vengeance  and  compassion  68  ;  against 
the  enemies  of  the  church  76,  149.  Victory  hoped 
and  prayed  for  20  ;  over  temptations  6, 18, 144  ;  over 
temporal  enemies  18  ;  and  deliverance  from  perse- 
cution 53.  Vineyard  of  God  wasted  80.  Unbelief 
and  envy  cured  37  ;  punished  95.  Unchangeable 
God,  89.  111.  Vows  paid  in  the  church  116 ;  of  holi- 
ness 119,  15th  part. 

WAITING  for  pardon  and  direction  25  ;  for 
answer  to  prayer  85, 143, 130.  war,  prayer 
in  time  of  it  20  :  disappointments  therein  60  ;  victory 
18  ;  spiritual  18,  144.  Warnings  of  God  to  his  peo- 
ple 81.  Watchfulness  19, 141  ;  over  the  tongue  39. 
Weather  65, 107.  135,  147, 148.  Wicked,  see  sinner, 
saint.  Wicked,  mischiefs  of,  means  of  their  ruin  64. 
Wicked,  miserable  end  of  59.  Wickedness  of  man  14, 
36,  51.  Wind,  see  providence,  seasons,  storm.  Win~ 
ter  and  summer  147.  Wisdom  and  equity  of  provi- 
dence 9  ;  of  God  in  his -works  111.  Word  of  GocL, 
see  scripture.  World  of  creation  and  providence 
104, 147, 148  ;  and  grace  19,  33,  111,  135, 136  ;  good 
profit  men,  not  God  16.  WorUFs  hatred  and  saint's 
patience  37.  Worship  and  order  of  the  gospel  48  ; 
delight  in  it  84  ;  with  reverence  89,  99  ;  daily  559 
134, 141  ;  in  a  family  133  ;  public  63,  84, 122,'l32  ; 
absence  from  it  42,  63.  Wrath  and  mercy  from  the 
judgment  seat  9  ;  see  more  in  God,  punishment,  sin- 
ner, vengeance. 

ZEAL  and  prudence  39,    Zion,  its  citizens,  15. 
see  church. 


A  TABLE, 


To  find  aiij  psalm,  ov  pu-t  of  a  psalm,  by  t! 
first  line. 


A  Page, 

JnLGAIN,  my  tongue,  thy  silence  break  217 

Almighty  Ruler  of  the  skies  21 

AH  ye  that  love  the  Lord  rejoice  2\>5 

Amid  tin  wrath  remember  'love  t,o 

Among  the  assemblies  of  the  great  inO 

Among  (he  princes,  earthly  gods  167 

And  will  the  God  of  grace  160 

Are  all  the  fo?s  of  Zion  fools  109 

Are  sinners  now  so  senseless  grown  2V 

Arise  my  gracious  God  34 

Awake,  ye  saints  to  praise  your  King  264 

BEHOLD  the  lofty  sky  44 

Behold  the  love,  the  generous  love  74 

BelioM  the  morning  sun  45 

Behold  the  sure  foundation  Stone  23] 

Behold  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord  240 

Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God  200 

Bless,  O  thou  western  world,  thy  God  289 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace  262 

Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  ami  know  17.1 

Rl  st  are  the  undehTd  in  heart  233 

Blest  is  the  man  for  ever  blest  67 

Blest  is  the  man  whose  bowels  move  85 

Blest  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place  9 

Blest  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord  68 

By  Babel's  streams  the  captives  sate  269 

CI  HILDREN  in  years  and  knowledge  young       71 

;   Come,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord  lz 

Come,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise  189 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad  188 

Consider  all  my  sorrows,  Lord  243 

DAVID  rejok'd  in  God  his  strength  49 

Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record  137 

EA RLY  my  God  without  delay  111 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God  194 


A  TABLE.  313 

Page. 

FAR  as  thy  name  is  known  95 

Father,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand  246 

Father,  I  sing  thy  wond'rous  grace  136 

Finn  and  unmov'd  are  they  258 

Finn  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright  63 

Fools  in  their  hearts  believe  and  say  29 

For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord  231 

For  ever  shall  my  song  record  172 

From  age  to  age  exalt  his  name  213 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies  229 

From  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts  258 

GIVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name  209 

Give  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above  212 

Give  thanks  to  God  most  high  265 

Give  thanks  to  God  the  sovereign  Lord  265 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise  268 

Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame  61 

God  in  his  earthly  temple  lays  163 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints  92 

God  my  supporter  and  my  hope  145 

God  of  eternal  love  211 

God  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth  140 

God  of  my  life  look  gently  down  82 

God  of  my  mercy  and  my  praise  218 

Good  is  the  Lord  the  heavenly  King  127 

Great  God.  attend  while  Zion  sings  163 

Great  God,  how  oft  did  Israel  prove  156 

Great  God.  indulge  my  humble  claim  121 

Great  God,  the  heaven's  well  order 'd  frame  46 

Great  God,  whose  universal  sway  141 

Great  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high  264 

Great  is  the  Lord,  his  works  of  might  221 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God  94 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel  158 

HAD  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  soy  252 

Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord  223 

Happy  the  city  where  their  sons  282 

Happy  the  man  to  whom  his  God  66 

Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  feet  10 

Hear  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  th  y  face  198 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said  175 

Help,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail  26 

He  reigns ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reign«  131 


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He  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God 
High  in  the  heavens'  eternal  God 
How  awful  is  thy  chastening  rod 
How  did  my  heart  i\  joice  to  hear 
How  fast  their  guilt  and  sorrows  rise 
How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face 
How  long,  O  Lord,  shall  I  complain 
How  pleasant,  how  di\iuely  fair 
How  pleasant  'tis  to  see 
How  pleas'd  and  blest  was  I 
How  pleasing  is  thy  voice 
How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 

JEHOVAH  reigns  ;  he  dwells  in  light 
Jesus, our  Lord, ascend  thy  throne 
Jesus  shall  rtign  where'er  the  sun 
If  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost 
If  God  to  build  the  house  deny 
I  lift  my  soul  to  God 
I'll  bless  the  Lord  from  day  to  day 
I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath 
I'll  speak  the  honours  of  my  King 
I  love  die  Lord,  he  heard  my  cries 
I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord 
In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee 
In  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not 
In  God's  own  house  pronounce  his  praise 
In  Judah  God  of  old  was  known 
Into  thy  hand,  O  God  of  truth 
In  Zion's  sacred  gates 
Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come 
I  set  the  Lord  before  my  face 
Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart 
It  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 
Judge  me  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways 
Judges  who  rule  the  world  by  laws 
Just  are  thy  ways  and  true  thy  word 
I  Waited  patient  for  the  Lord 
I  will  extol  thee.  Lord. on  high 

LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise 
Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
Let  every  creature  join 
Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  spetfk 


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Let  God  arise  in  all  his  might  132 

Lit  sinners  take  their  course  112 

Let  Zion  in  her  King  rejoice  93 

Let  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice  199 

Long  as  I  live  I'll  bless  thy  name  283 

Lord,  hast  thou  cast  the  nation  oil'  118 

Lord  I  am  thine  :  but  tbou  wilt  prove  34 

Lord,  I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  sin  105 

Lord,  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right  237 

Lord  if  tliine  eyes  survey  our  faults  179 

Lord,  I  can  suffer  thy  rebukes  IS 

Lord,  if  thou  dost  not  soon  appear  26 

Lord ,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice  243 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear  16 

Lord,  in  these  dark  and  dismal  days  270 

Lord.  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  days  10 

Lord,  I  would  spread  my  sore  distress  107 

Lord  of  all  worlds,  incline  thy  bounteous  ear  170 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above  165 

Lord,  thou  hast  call'd  thy  grace  to  mind  166 

Lord,  thou  hast  heard  thy  servant  cry  235 
Lord,  thou  hast  search'd  and  seen  me  through       272 

Lord,  thou  hast  seen  my  soul  sincere  39 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  16 

Lord,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand  184 

I  Lord,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old  88 

|  Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece  180 

I  Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I  146 

|  Lord,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man  281 

I  Lord,  what  was  man  when  made  at  first  22 

I  Lord,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er  277 

Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high  132 

Loud  halleju  jahs  to  the  Lord  292 

Lo,  what  a  glorious  Corner-Stone  232 

I  Lo.  what  an  entertaining  sight  261 

MAKER  and  sovereign  Lord  11 

Mercy  and  j  udgment  are  my  song  196 

Mine  eyes  and  my  desire  67 

My  God,  accept  my  early  vows  272 

My  God,  consider  my  distress,  242 

My  God.  defend  my  cause  87 

My  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  14 

My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  spring*  114 


316  A  TABLE. 


My  God,  my  everlasting  hope 

My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue 

My  God,  preserve  my  soul 

My  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 

My  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel 

My  God,  while  impious  men 

My  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name 

My  never  ceasing  songs  shall  show 

My  refuge  is  the  God  of  love 

My  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God 

My  Savior,  and  my  King 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend 

My  shepherd  is  the  living  Lord 

My  shepherd  will  supply  my  need 

My  soul  how  lovely  is  the  place 

My  soul  thy  great  Creator  praise 

My  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust 

My  sold  repeat  his  praise 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone 

My  spirit  sinks  within  me  Lord 

My  trust  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend 

NO  sleep  nor  slumber  to  his  eyes 
Not  to  our  names,  thou  only  just  and  true 
Not  to  ourselves  who  are  but  dust 
Now  be  my  heart  inspir'd  to  sing 
Now  from  the  roaring  lion's  rage 
Now  I'm  convine'd  the  Lord  is  kind 
Now  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear 
Now  let  our  mournful  songs  record 
Now  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace 
Now  plead  my  cause,  Almghty  God 
Now  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid 

OALL  ye  nations  praise  the  Lord 
O  blessed  souls  are  they 
O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul 
Of  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing 
O  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 
O  God  attend  while  hosts  of  foes 
O  God  my  refuge  hear  my  cries 
"oft 


O  God  of  grace  and  righteousness 
O  God  of  grace  my  cry  attend 
O  God  of  mercy  hear  my  calj 


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O  God  of  my  salvation  hear  168 

O  God,  to  whom  revenge  belongs  186 

O  happ}  man,  whose  soul  is  fill'd  156 

O  happy  nation  where  the  Lord  70 

O  how  1  love  thy  holy  law  237 

O  save  thy  servants.  Lord  116 

O  thou  whose  hand  the  kingdom  sways  138 

;  O  thou  whose  sceptre  earth  and  seas  obey  143 

O  Lord,  how  man)  are  my  foes  15 

I  O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King  19 

O  Lord,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great  20 

O  Lord,  our  Lord,  most  high  42 

O  Lord,  the  Gal  of  heaven  and  earth  277 

O  that  die  Lord  would  guide  my  ways  241 

O  that  thy  statutes  every  hour  244 

O  thou,  whose  graee  and  justice  reigns  252 

O  thou,  that  hearst  when  sinners  cry  106 

O  thou,  the-  only  good,  the  great,  and  wise  161 

O  thou  whose  justice  reigns  on  high  113 

Our  God  our  help  in  ages  past  178 

Our  rulers.  Lord,  with  songs  of  praise  48 

Out  of  the  depths  of  long  distress  258 

O  what  a  stiff  rebellious  house  154 

PRAISE,  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee  126 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name  263 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  ray  heart  shall  join  286 

Preserve  me  Lord  in  time  of  need  31 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  rtis  good  to  raise  238 

REJOICE  ye  righteous  in  the  Lord  68 

Remember,  Lord,  our  mortal  state  176 

Return,  O  God  of  love,  return  180 

SALVATION  is  for  ever  nigh  167 

Save  me  front  e\il  men  122 

Save  me,  O  God,  the  swelling  floods  134 

Save  me,  O  Lord,  from  every  foe  29 

See  what  a  living  Stone  232 

Shall  man,  O  God  of  light  and  life  169 

Shine  on  our  land  Jehovah,  shine  131 

Show  pity,  Lord.  O  Lord  forgive  104 

Sing  all  ye  nations  to  the  Lord  100 

Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud  150 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name  187 

Sing  to  the  Lord  most  high  <MS 


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Sing  to  the  Lord  ye  distant  lands 
Songs  of  immortal  praise  belong 
Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say 
Stretch'd  on  the  bed  of  grief 
Sure  there's  a  righteous  God 
Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace 
Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King 

^  3  EACH  me  the  measure  of"  my  days 
Th'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high 

That  man  is  blest  who  stands  in  awe 

The  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's 

Thee  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  strength 

The  God  Jehovah  reigns 

The  God  of  glory  sends  his  summons  forih 

The  God  of  our  salvatian  hears 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord 

The  King  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face 

The  Lord  appears  my  helper  now 

The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways 

The  Lord,  Jehovah  reigns 

The  Lord  is  come,  the  heavens  proclaim 

The  Lord  my  shepherd  is 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light 

The  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high 

Tlie  Lord,  the  Judge  before  his  throne 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns  99 

The  Lord,  the  sovereign  King  204 

The  man  is  ever  blest  10 

The  praise  of  Zion  waits  for  thee  124 

The  Lord,  the  Sovereign,  sends  his  summons,  &c.  100 

The  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought 

Think,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made 

This  spacious  "earth  is  all  the  Lord's 

Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God 

Thou  God  of  Love, thou  ever  blest 

Through  every  age,  eternal  God 

Thrice  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord 

'thus  I  resolv'd  before  the  Lord 
Thus  saith  the  Lord,  the  spacious  fields 
Thus  saith  the  Lord,  your  work  is  vain 
Thus  the  eternal  Father  spake 

Thus  the  great  Lord  of"  earth  and  >-<■« 


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rage. 

Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord  240 

]'h>  name,  almighty  Lord  229 
Thy  praise,  O  Lord,  our  thankful  songs  renew      149 

Thy  works  of  glory,  might)  Lord  215 

"l'is  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand  127 

To  bless  the  Lord  let  every  land  combine  285 

To  bkss  the  Lord,  our  God,  in  strains  divine  37 

To  God  I  ery"d  with  mournful  voice  151 

To  God  I  made  my  sorrows  known  319 

To  God  the  great,  the  erer  blest  211 

To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes  249 

To  heaven  let  all  my  sacred  passions  move  35 
To  heaven's  high  King  my  soul  thy  honours  raise  207 

To  our  almighty  Maker,  God  193 

To  thee  before  the  dawning  light  234 

To  thee,  my  King,  my  God  of  grace  61 

To  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe  41 

"Tv.  as  for  my  sake,  eternal  God  137 

'Twasfrom  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came  274 

"Twas  in  the  watches  of  the  night  120 

VAIN  man  on  foolish  pleasures  bent  214 

Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hill  253 

Up  from  my  youth  may  Israel  say  270 

Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes  248 

Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes     "  249 

WE  bless  the  Lord,  the  just,  the  good  133 

We  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore  40 

"What  shall  I  render  to  my  God  223 

When  Christ  to  judgment'  slrall  descend  99 

When  God  in  wrath  shall  rise  117 

When  God  is  nigh  my  faith  is  strong  '  32 

When  God  provok'd  with  daring  crimes  216 

When  God  restor'd  our  captive  state  254 

When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name  254 

When  Israel  sins  the  Lord  reproves  155 

Wrhen  I  with  pleasing  wonder  stand  276 

When  Israel  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand  225 

When  man  grows  bold  in  sin  76 

W  lien  men  of  mischief  rise  123 

When  overwhelm'd  with  grief  118 

When  pain  and  anguish  seize  me,  Lord  246 

When  the  great  Judge  supreme  and  just  23 

Where  shall  the  man  be  found  56 


■«%  A  i  ABLE. 

Where  shall  we  go  to  seek  and  find  259 

AVhile  I  keep  silence  anil  conceal  67 

"While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light  170 

While  men  grow  bold  in  w  icketl  w ays  75 

AVho  will  ascend  thy  heavenly  place  30 

"Who  shall  inhabit  iii  thy  liill '  30 

Who  will  arise  and  plead  my  right  187 

"Why  did  the  Jews  proclaim  then'  rage  14 

Why  did  the  nations  join  to  slay  12 

Why  do  the  proud  insult  the  poor  97 

Why  do  the  wealthy  w  icketl  boast  78 

Why  do  the  wicked  boast  of  sin  108 

Why  doth  the  Lord  stand  off  so  far  24 

Why  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow  95 

Why  hath  my  God  my  soul  forsook  49 

Why  should  I  vex  my  soul  and  fret  77 

Will  God  forever  cast  us  off  147 

With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue  271 

With  earnest  longings  of  the  mind  85 

With  my  whole  heart  I'll  raise  my  song  22 

With  my  whole  heart  I've  sought  thy  face  243 

With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear  174 

With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud  289 

Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God  225 

YE  chiefs,  and  kings,  to  God  your  voices  raise     62 

Ye  holy  souls  in  God  rejoice  69 

Ye  nations  round  the  northern  sea  192 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice  194 

Ye  servants  of  the  almighty  King  224 

Ye  sons  of  men  a  feeble  race  182 

Ye  sons  of  men,  in  God  rejoice  195 

Ye  sons  of  pride,  that  hate  the  j  ust  97 

Ye  that  delight  to  serve  the  Lord  223 

Ye  that  obey  th'  immortal  king  263 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam  join  290 

Yet  (saith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race  175 


HYMNS 


SELECTED   FIJ03I 

DR.  WATTS,  DR.  DODDRIDGE, 

AXD  VARIOUS  OTHER  WRITERS. 

According  to  the  recommendation  of  the  joint 
Committee  of  tlie 

GENERAL  ASSOCIATION 

OF  CONNECTICUT, 
AXD  THE 

GENERAL  ASSEMBLY 

OF  THE 
PRESBYTERIAN  CHURCH  IN  AMERICA. 


BY  TIMOTHY  DV.TGHT,  D.  D. 
President  of  Tale  College. 


HARTFORD : 
George  Goodwin  8c  Sons««Printer< 
1817. 


George  Goodwin  &  Sons.....Primevs 


HYMNS 

AND 

SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 


HYMN  1.    Proper  Metre.    As  the  148th  Psalm. 

Dr.  Watts. 

Tlic  divine  perfections. 

1  rr^HE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns ; 

X     His  throne  is  built  on  high  j 
The  garments  he  assumes, 
Are  hght  and  majesty. 

His  glories  shine 

With  beams  so  bright, 

No  mortal  eye 

Can  bear  the  sight. 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 
Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe ; 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand 
To  guard  his  holy  law  ; 

And  where  his  love 

Resolves  to  bless. 

His  truth  confirms 

And  seals  the  grace. 
Through  all  his  ancient  works 
Surprising  wisdom  shines, 
Confounds  the  powers  of  hell. 
And  breaks  their  curs'd  designs. 

Strong  is  his  arm, 

And  shall  fulfil 

His  great  decrees, 

His  sovereign  will. 
4  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  glory  condescend  ? 
And  will  he  write  his  name, 
My  Father,  and  my  Friend  ? 

I  love  his  name, 

I  love  Ms  word  ; 

.loin  all  my  powers, 

And  praise  the  Lord. 


524  HYMN  II,  HI. 

HYMN  2.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

God  incomprehensible  and  sovereign. 

[1  /"^  AN  creatures  to  perfection  *  find 

\j   Th'  eternal  uncreated  mind  ? 

Or  can  the  largest  stretch  of  thought 

Measure  and  search  his  nature  out  ? 

2  'Tis  high  as  heaven,  'tis  deep  as  hell ; 
And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tell  f 
His  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high. 

3  But  man,  vain  man,  would  fain  be  wise. 
Born,  like  a  wild  young  colt,  he  flies 
Thro'  all  the  follies  of  his  mind, 

And  smells  and  snuffs  the  empty  wind.] 

4  God  is  a  King  of  power  unknown  ; 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  Ins  throne  ; 
If  he  resolve,  who  dare  oppose, 

Or  ask  him  why  or  what  he  does  ? 

5  He  wounds  the  heart,  and  he  makes  whole  . 
He  calms  the  tempest  of  the  soul ; 

When  he  shuts  up  in  long  despair, 
"Who  can  remove  the  heavy  bar  ? 

6  t  He  frowns,  and  darkness  veils  the  moon  . 
The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noon  ; 

X  The  pillars  of  heaven's  starry  roof 
Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

7  He  gave  the  vaulted  heaven  its  form, 
The  crooked  serpent  and  the  worm  ; 
He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breath . 
And  smites  the  sons  of  pride  to  death. 

8  These  are  a  portion  of  his  ways  : 
But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  faeo 
Who  can  endure  his  light,  or  stand 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 

HYMN  3.  Com.  Met.  Dr.  Watt's  Lyric  IV  Sus, 
Divine  Sovereignly  ;  or,  God,s  dominion  and  deem 
1  T7"  EEP  silence,all  created  things, 

_|\^  And  wait  your  Maker's  nod  : 

■  M  \i.  7.  fee.    t  M  vw.  5.    l  J«b  wi.  it.  Rv. 


HYMX  IV.  325 

i>  soul  stands  trembling  while  she  sings 
lilt:  honors  of  her  God. 
J  Life, death,  and  lull. and  worlds  unknown 
Hang  on  his  linn  decree  : 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  Chain'd  to  Ids  throne,  a  Volume  nes, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men, 
With  every  Angel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 

4  His  Providence  unfolds  the  book. 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine  ; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  every  stroke 
Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

5  Here,  he  exalts  neglected  worms 

To  sceptres  and  a  crown  ; 
And  there,  the  following  page  he  turns, 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  asks  the  reason  why, 

Nor  God  the  reason  gives  ; 

Nor  dares  the  favorite  Angel  pry 

Between  the  folded  leaves. 

7  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 

My  fate  with  curious  eyes, 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 

8  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 

Oli,  may  I  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord  the  Lamb  ! 

HYMN  4.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Wafts. 
God  far  above  all  creatures  ;  or,  Man  vain  and  mortal. 
Job  iv.  17—21. 

1  ^1  HALL  the  vile  race  of  flesh  and  blood 
kj   Contend  with  their  Creator,  God  ? 
Shall  mortal  worms  presume  to  be 
More  holy,  wise,  or  just,  than  he  ? 

2  Behold,  he  puts  his  trust  in  none 
Of  all  the  spirits  round  his  throne  ; 
Their  natures,  when  compar'd  with  his, 
Are  neither  holy,  just,  nor  wise. 


326  HYMN  V. 

3  But  how  much  meaner  tilings  are  they 
Who  spring  from  dust,  and  dwell  in  clay  '. 
Toueh'd  by  the  linger  of  thy  wrath, 

We  faint  and  vanish  like  the  moth. 

4  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thousands  in  thy  sight ; 
Bury'd  in  dust  whole  nations  lie, 
Like  a  forgotten  vanity. 

5  Almighty  Power, to  thee  wc  bow  ; 
How  frail  are  we  !  how  glorious  thou  I 
No  more  tlie  sons  of  earth  shall  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  compare. 

HYMN  5.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

God's  eternity, 

1  T)  ISE,  rise,  my  soul,  and  leave  the  ground, 
XV  Stretch  all  thy  thoughts  abroad, 

And  rouse  up  every  tuneful  sound 
To  praise  th'  eternal  God. 

2  Long  ere  the  lofty  skies  were  spread, 

Jehovah  rill'd  his  throne  ; 
Or  Adam  form'd,  or  Angels  made, 
The  Maker  li\ "d  alone. 

3  His  boundless  years  can  ne'er  decrease, 

But  still  maintain  their  prime : 
Eternity's  his  dwelling-place, 
And  ever  is  his  time. 

4  While  hke  a  tide  our  minutes  flow, 

The  present  and  the  past, 
He  fills  his  own  immortal  NOW, 
And  sees  our  ages  waste. 

5  The  sea  and  sky  must  perish  too, 

And  vast  destruction  come : 
The  creatures— look  !  how  old  they  grow, 

And  wait  their  fiery  doom, 
o  Well,  let  the  sea  shrink  all  away, 

And  flames  melt  down  the  skies, 
My  God  shall  live  an  endless  day, 

When  this  creation  dies* 


HYMN  VI,  VII.  327 

HYMN  6.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
God  our  preserver. 

1  T    ET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 
JLJ  Nor  death  nor  danger  fear; 

"While  we  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  nourish  bright  and  gay: 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  lift  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone  ; 
Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  that  form'd  us  first : 

Salvation  to  th'  almighty  name 

That  rear'd  us  from  the  dust. 

5  He  spoke,  and  strait  the  heart  and  brain 

In  all  their  motions  rose, 
Let  blood,  said  he,Jlow  round  each  vein. 
And  round  each  vein  it  flows. 
<">  While  we  have  breath,  or  life,  or  tongues, 
Our  maker  we'll  adore  : 
His  spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 

HYMN  7.    Long  Metre.    Beddome. 
The  wisdom  of  God. 

1  TITAIT,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will, 

V  V     Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ! 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arise  ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wis© 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals ; 
But  tho'  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  In  heaven,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas. 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees  ; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confest, 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 


HYMN  VIII,  IX. 

4  Wait  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait. 

Prostrate  before  his  awful  si  at ; 

And  'mid  the  terrors  of  las  rod 

Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 

HYMN  8.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  W;  its. 
Divinewrath  and  mercy  :  from  Nabuiri  i.  1,  2,  3,  ike. 

1  A    DORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God 
_f\.    Is&*consumingjtre. 

His  jealous  eyes  his  wrath  inflame, 
And  raise  his  vengeance  higher. 

2  Almighty  vengeance,  how  it  burns .' 

How  bright  his  fury  glows  ! 
Vast  magazines  of  plagues  and  storms 
Lie  tivasur'd  for  his  foes. 

3  Those  heaps  of  wrath,  by  slow  degrees 

Arc  fore'd  into  a  flame  ; 
But  kindled.  Oh !  how  fierce  they  blaze  ! 
And  rend  all  nature's  frame. 

4  At  his  approach  the  mountains  flee. 

And  seek  a  watery  grave  ; 
The  frighted  sea  makes  haste  away. 
And  shrinks  up  every  wave. 

5  Thro'  the  wide  air  the  weighty  rock? 

Are  sw  ift  as  hailstones  huri'd : 

Who  dares  to  meet  his  fiery  rage, 

That  shakes  the  solid  world  ? 

6  Yet,  mighty  God  !  thy  sovereign  grace 

Sits  regent  on  the  throne, 
The  refuge  of  thy  chosen  race, 
When  wrath  comes  rushing  down. 

7  Thy  hand  shall  on  rebellious  kings, 

A  fiery  tempest  pour, 
While  we  beneath  thy  sheltering  wing<;, 
Thy  righteous  hand  adore. 

HYMN  9.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
GocPs  condescension  to  human  affair*. 


au 


P  to  the  Lord,  w  ho  reigns  on  high 
And  views  the  nations  from  afar 
*'Heb.  siL  29. 


ilVMN"   X. 

Let  everlasting  praises  fly, 

And  till  how  large  his  bounties  are. 

2  He  that  can  shake  the -worlds  he  made, 
Or  with  his  word,  or  v  ith  his  rod ; 

His  goodness,  how  divinely  great  ! 
What  condescension  in  our  God  I 

3  God,  that  must  stoop  to  view  the  skips, 
And  bow  to  see  what  Angels  do, 
Down  to  our  earth  he  casts  his  eyes, 
And  bends  his  footsteps  downward  too. 

4  He  over-rules  all  mortal  things, 
And  manages  our  mean  affairs  ; 
Onhumble  souls  the  King  of  kings 
Bestows  his  counsels,  and  his  cares. 

5  Our  sorrows  and  our  tears  we  pour 
Into  the  bosom  of  our  God  ; 

He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
And  helps  to  bear  the  heavy  load. 

6  In  vain  might  lofty  princes  try- 
Such  condescension  to  perform  ; 
For  worms  were  never  rais'd  so  high 
Above  their  meanest  fellow-worm. 

7  Oh,  could  our  thankful  hearts  devise 
A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace, 

To  the  third  heaven  our  songs  should  rise, 
And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  praise. 

HYMN  10.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts 
God  my  only  happiness.    Psal.  lxxiii.  25. 
1  TV/f*Y  God.  my  portion,  and  my  love, 
_LvJ_  My  everlasting  all, 
I've  none'  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 
[2  What  empty  things  are  all  the  skies, 
And  this  inferior  clod  ! 
There's  nothing  liere  deserves  my  joys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God.j 
[3  In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  sun 
Scatters  his  feeble  light  : 
"Tis  thy  sweet  beam  creates  my  noon  ; 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 


330  HYMN  XL 

4  And  while  upon  my  restless  bed, 

Among  the  shades  I  roll, 
If  my  Redeemer  sh«  w  s  his  head, 
'Tis  morning  with  my  souL] 

5  To  thee  we  owe  our  wealth,  and  friends. 

And  health,  and  safe  abode  : 
Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things ; 

lint  they  are  not  my  God. 
>>  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth, 

If  onceeompar'd  to  thee! 
Or  what's  my  safety,  or  my  health, 

Or  all  my  friends,  to  me  ! 
7  If  I  possestthe  spacious  earth, 

And  call'dthe  suns  mine  own  ; 
Without  thy  graces,  and  thyself, 

I  were  a  wretch  undone. ' 
i  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore  ; 
Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  face, 

And  I  desire  no  more. 

HYMN  11.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
God  holy,  just,  and  sovereign.    Job  ix.  2—10. 

1  TTOW  should  the  sons  of  Adam's  race 
_H  Be  pure  before  their  God  ? 

If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  To  vindicate  my  words  and  thoughts. 

I'll  make  no  more  pretence  ; 
Not  one  of  all  my  thousand  faults 
Can  bear  a  just  defence. 

3  Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  wise  ; 

What  vain  presumers  dare 
Against  their  Maker's  hand  to  rise. 
Or  tempt  th*  unequal  war  ? 

4  [Mountains  by  his  almighty  wrath 

From  their  old  seats  are  torn  : 
He  shakes  the  earth,  from  south  to  north, 
And  all  her  pillars  mourn. 

5  He  bids  the  sun  forbear  to  rise  ; 

Th'  obedient  sun  forbears : 


HYMN  XII,  XIII.  33t 

His  band  with  sackcloth  spreads  the  skies, 

And  seals  up  all  the  stars. 
'i  He  walks  upon  the  raging  sea  ; 

And  rides  the  stormy  wind  ; 
There's  none  can  trace  Ins  wondrous  way, 

Or  his  dark  footsteps  find. 

HYMN  12.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Preserving  grace.  Jude  2J,  25. 

1  nr^O  God  the  oidy  wise, 

X     Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 
His  counsel  and  his  care, 

Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death. 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls 
Unblemish'd  and  complete., 

Before  the  glory  of  Jus  face, 
"With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 

Shall  bltss  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer-God, 
Wisdom  and  power  belongs, 

Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  songs. 

HYMN  13.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Gpd  dzvelts  with  tfic  humble  and  penitent.    Isaiah  1\  ii. 

15,  16. 

1  rjp  HUS  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 

JL     "I  sit  upon  my  holy  throne  ; 
"  My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high, 
'*  And  fill  nay  own  eternity. 

2  "  But  I  descend  to  worlds  below, 
"  On  earth  I  have  a  mansion  too  : 

u  And  never  from  the  contrite  heart, 
u  And  humble  soul  will  I  depart. 


332  HYMN  XJV. 

3  "  The  broken  spirit  I  revive  ; 
'•  I  bid  the  mourning  sinner  live  : 
"  Heal  :ill  the  broken  hearts  1  find, 
"  And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind. 

[4  "  When  I  contend  against  their  sin. 
"  I  make  diem  know  how  vile  they're  bt  eji  ; 
"  But,  should  my  wroth  forever  smoke, 
"  Their  souls  -would  sink  beneath  my  stroke 

5  Oh,  may  thy  pardoning  grace  be  nigh, 
Lest  we  should  faint,  despair  and  die  ! 
Thus  shall  our  better  thoughts  appro\e 
The  methods  of  thy  chastening  love.] 

HYMN  14.     Common  Metre.    Steefe. 
Tlie  goodness  of  God.    Nahum  1.  7. 
1"  \T~E-  humble  souls,  approach  your  God, 
X    With  songs  of  sacred  praise, 
i'or  he  is  good,  immensely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  ge.ardian  care, 

In  him  we  live  and  move  ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  worms ; 
'Tishere  he  makes  his  goutiness  known 

In  its  diviner  forms, 
i  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  com<\ 

'Tis  here  our  hope  relies  ; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home. 

When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard. 

The  souls  who  trust  in  thee  ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward. 
With  bliss  divinely  free-. 

6  Great  God,  to  thy  Almighty  love, 

What  honors  shall  we  raise  ? 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above, 
Can  render  equal  pr::is< . 


HYMN  XV,  XVL  333 

HYMN  15.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts'   Sermons. 
The  Doctrine  of  t/ie  Trinity,  and  the  use  of  it.    Eph. 
ii.  18. 

1  -|7  ATHER  of  glory,  to  thy  name, 
J?     Immortal  praise  we  give, 
Who  dost  an  act  of  grace  proclaim, 

And  bid  us  rebels  live. 

2  Immortal  honor  to  the  Son, 

Who  makes  thine  anger  cease  ; 
Our  lives  he  ranaom'd  with  his  own. 

And  died,  to  make  our  peace.] 
I  To  thine  almighty  Spirit  be 

Immortal  glory  given, 
Whose  influence  brings  us  near  to  thee . 

And  trains  us  up  for  heaven. 

4  Let  men,  with  their  united  voice, 

Adore  th"  eternal  God, 
And  spread  his  honors,  and  their  joys, 
Through  nations  far  abroad. 

5  Let  faith,  and  love,  and  duty  join, 

One  general  song  to  raise  ; 
Let  saints  in  heaven  and  earth  combine 
In  harmony  and  praise. 

HYMN  16.    Common  Metre.    Medley. 
The  incarnation  of  Christ.    Luke  ii.  14. 
1   M  ORTALS,  awake,  with  Angels  join, 
.IyJL  And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 
Joy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  the  auspicious  day. 
i  In  heaven  the  rapturous  song  began, 
And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Thro'  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
And  strung  and  tun'd  the  lyre. 

3  Swift  thro'  the  vast  expanse  it  fleu , 

And  loud  the  echo  roll'd : 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  nev. . 
'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 

4  Down  thro'  the  portals  of  the  sky 

Tlrimpetnoni  torrei 


334  HYMN  XVII. 

And  Angels  flew  with  eager joy 
To  bear  the  news  to  Man, 

5  [Wrapt  in  tin  silt  nee  of  the  night 

Lay  all  the  Eastern  World, 
When  bursting,  glorious  heavenly  light 
The  wondrous  scene  unfuiTd.] 

6  Hark!  The  Cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song : 
Good-will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th'  harmonious,  Angel-throng. 

7  [Oh,  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  lose 

Our  hearts  and  songs  to  raise  ; 
Sweetly  to  bear  our  souls  above, 
And  mingle  with  their  lays !] 
3  With  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat, 
"  Glory  to  God  on  liigh  ; 
"  Good-will  and  peace  are  now  complete, 
"  Jesus  was  born  to  die." 
9  Hail,  prince  of  life,  forever  hail ! 
Redeemer,  brother,  friend  ! 
Tho'  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  fail, 

Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 
HYMN  17.    Common  Metre.    Tate  and  Brady. 
For  the  nativity  of  our  biased  Lord  and  Saviour. 
Lukeii.  8—15. 

1  TTTHILE  shepherds  watch'd  their    flocks  by 

VV  night, 

All  seated  ou  the  ground, 
The  Angel  of  the  Lord  came  down. 
And  glory  shone  aroui'd. 

2  u  Fear  not,"  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind ; 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
"  To  you,  and  all  mankind. 

3  <:  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

"  Is  lx>rn,  of  David's  line, 
"  The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord  ; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign  : 

4  "  The  Heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find. 

u  To  human  viewcrisplay'd, 


HYMN    XVIII.  33S 

•  All  meatfly  wrapp'd  in  swathing  bands, 
'•  And  ina  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  Seraph  ;  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  Angels  praising  God,  and  thus 
Addressx!  their  joyful  song  : 

6  ';  AH  glory  be  to  God  on  liigh  ; 

a  And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
"  Good-will,  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men 
"  Begin,  and  never  cease." 

HYMN  18.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

1'iic  Deity  and  humanity  of  Christ.    Johni.  1,  3,14. 

and  Col.  i.  16.  and  Eph.  iii.  9.  10. 

1  T^  RE  the  blue  heavens  were  stretch'd  abroad. 

Xj   From  everlasting  was  the  Word  ; 

With  God  he  was  ;  the  word  was  God, 

And  must  divinely  be  ador'd. 
Z  By  his  own  power  were  all  things  made  ; 

By  him  supported  all  things  stand  ; 

He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 

And  angels  rly  athis  command. 

3  Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Satan  ft  11, 
He  led  the  host  of  morning  stars  ; 
(His  gent  ration  who  can  tell, 

Or  count  the  number  of  his  years  ?) 

4  Butlo,  he  leaves  those  heavenly  forms. 
The  Word  descends,  and  dwells  in  clay. 
That  he  may  converse  hold  with  worms. 
Dress'd  in  such  feeble  flesh  as  they. 

5  Mortals  with  joy  behold  his  face, 
Th'  eternal  Father's  only  Son  ; 

How  full  of  truth  !  how  full  of  grace ! 
When  thro'  Ins  eyes  the  Godhead  shone  ? 

6  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode, 
To  learn  new  mysteries  here,  and  tell 
The  love  of  our  descending  God. 

The  glories  of  Immanuel. 


336  HYMN  XIX. 

HYMN  IP.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  nativity  of  Christ.    Lukei.  30,  &c.    Luke  ii. 
10,  &c. 
1  X>  EHOLD,  the  grace  appears, 
X)   The  promise  is  I'ultill'd  ; 
Mary,  the  wondrous  virgin,  bears, 
And  Jesus  is  the  child. 
[2  The  Lord,  the  highest  God, 
Calls  him  his  only  Sun  ; 
He  bids  him  rule  the  lands  abroad, 
And  gives  him  David's  throne. 

3  O'er  Jacob  shall  he  reign 
With  a  peculiar  sway  ; 

The  nations  shall  his  grace  obtain. 
His  kingdom  ne'er  decay.] 

4  To  bring  the  glorious  news, 
A  heavenly  form  appears  ; 

He  tells  the  shepherds  of  their  joys, 
And  banishes  their  fears. 

5  Go,  humble  swains,  said  lie, 
To  David's  cityjiy ; 

The  promised  infant,  born  to-day, 
Doth  in  a  manger  lie. 

6  With  looks  and  hearts  serene 
Go  visit  Christ  your  King  : 

And  straight  a  flaming  troop  was  seen  ; 
The  shepherds  heard  them  sing  : 

7  Glory  to  God  on  high  .' 

And  heavenly  peace  on  earth, 
Good  will  to  men,  to  Angels  joy, 
At  tfte  Redeemer's  birth. 

8  [In  worship  so  divine 

Let  saints  employ  their  tongues  ; 
With  the  celestial  hosts  we  join. 
And  loud  repeat  their  songs : 

9  Glory  to  God  on  high  1 

And  Iteavenly  {mice  on  earth. 
Goodwill  to  men,  to  Angels  joy. 
At  our  Redeemer's  bain.'] 


JIYMX  XX,  XXI. 

IIYMX20.    Common  Metre.    Steele. 
The  Incarnation.    John  i.  14, 

1  \  WAKE,  awake  the  sam  d  song 
x\  To  our  incarnate  Lord  ; 

Let  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
Adore" th'  eternal  Word. 

2  That  awful  Word,  that  sovereign  Power, 

By  whom  the  worlds  Mere  made  ; 
(O  happy  morn !  illustrious  hour  !) 
Was  once  in  flesh  array'd  ! 

3  Then  shone  almighty  power,  and  love 

In  all  their  glorious  forms ; 

When  Jesus  left  his  throne  ahove 

To  dwell  with  sinful  worms. 

4  To  dwell  with  misery  below, 

The  Saviour  left  the  skies  ; 
And  sunk  to  wretchedness  and  woe, 
That  worthless  man  might  rise. 

5  Adoring  Angels  tun'd  their  songs 

To  hail  the  joyful  day  ; 
With  rapture  then  let  mortal  tongues 
Their  grateful  worship  pay. 

6  What  glory,  Lord,  to  thee  is  due  I 

With  wonder  we  adore  ; 
But  could  we  sing  as  Angels  do, 
Our  highest  praise  were  poor. 
HYMN  21.    Common  Metre.    Rippon. 
Tlie  Redeemer  s  message.  Luke  iv.  13, 19. 

1  TT  ARK,  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes, 
Jl  The  Saviour  proirus'd  long  ! 

Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  pour'd, 

Exert, his  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 
.  lie  comes,  the  prisoners  to  release, 
In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  Uiro  burst, 
an  fetters  vield. 
fib 


338  HYMN  XXII. 

4  lie  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray  ; 
And  on  the  eyes,opprest  with  night, 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure  ; 
And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  Hosantuu,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  tlij'  beloved  name. 

HYMN  22.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watt*. 

Redemption  by  Christ. 

1  ATTHEN  the  first  parents  of  our  race 

V V     Rebclfd,  and  lost  their  God, 
And  the  infection  of  their  sin 
Had  tainted  all  our  blood  ; 

2  Infinite  pity  touch'd  the  heart 

Of  the  eternal  Son  ; 
Descending  from  the  heavenly  court, 
He  left  liis  Father's  throne. 

3  Aside  the  Prince  of  glory  threw 

His  most  divine  array, 
And  wrapt  his  Godhead  in  a  veil 
Of  our  inferior  clay. 

4  His  living  power  and  dying  love, 

Redeem'd  unhappy  men, 
And  rais'd  the  ruins  of  our  race 
To  life  and  God  again. 

5  To  thee,  dear  Lord,  our  flesh  and  soul 

We  joyfully  resign  : 
Biess'd  Jesus,  take  us  for  thine  own, 
For  we  are  doubly  thine. 

6  Thine  honor  shall  forever  be 

The  business  of  our  days, 
For  ever  shall  our  thankful  tongues. 
Speak  thy  deserved  praise. 


HYMN  XXIII.  33 

HYMN  23.    Proper  Metre.     148th.    Dr.  Watts. 
Tlic  offices  of  Christ. 

1  TOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
J    Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 

That  angels  ever  bore  : 
All  are  too  mean 
To  speak  his  worth, 
Too  mean  to  set 
My  Saviour  forth. 

2  But  Oh,  what  gentle  terms, 
"What  condescending  ways, 
Doth  our  Redeemer  use," 
To  teach  his  heavenly  grace  '. 

Mine  eyes  with  joy 

And  wonder  see 

What  forms  of  love 

He  bears  for  me. 
[3  Array'd  in  mortal  flesh, 
He  like  an  Angel  stands, 
And  holds  the  promises, 
And  pardons  in  his  hands ; 

Commission'd  from 

His  Father's  throne 

To  make  his  grace 

To  mortals  known.] 

[4  Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 

My  tongue  would  bless  thy  name ; 

By  thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came  ; 

The  joyful  news 

Of  sins' forgiven, 

Of  hell  subdu'd 

And  peace  with  heaven.] 
[5  Be  thou  my  Counsellor, 
My  Pattern,  and  my  Guide  ; 
And  thro'  this  desert  land 
Still  keep  me  near  thy  side, 

Oh,  let  my  feet 

Ne'er  run  astray. 

Nor  rove,  nor  seek 

The  crooked  way !] 


3-JO  HYMN'  XXIII. 

[6  I  love  my  Shepherd's  voice  ; 
His  watchful  eyes  shall  keep 
My  wandering  soul  among 
The  thousands  of  his  sheep  : 

He  feeds  his  flock, 

He  calls  their  names : 

His  bosom  bears 

The  tender  lambs.] 

[7  To  this  dear  Surety*  hand 

"Will  1  commit  my  cause  ; 

He  answers  and  fulfils 

His  Fathers  broken  laws. 

Behold  my  soul 

At  freedom  set ! 

My  Surety  paid 

The  dreadful  debt.] 
[8  Jems,  my  great  High  Prkst, 
Offer'dhis  blood  and  died  ; 
My  guilty  conscience  seeks 
No  sacrifice  beside 

His  powerful  blood 

Did  once  atone  ; 

And  now  it  pleads 

Before  the  throne.] 

[9  My  Advocate  appears, 

For  my  defence  on  high  : 

My  father  bows  his  ear. 

And  lays  his  thunder  by. 

Not  all  that  hell 

Or  sin  can  say, 

Shall  turn  his  heart 

And  love  aw  ay.] 
10  My  dear,  Almighty  Lord, 
My  Conqueror,  and  my  King, 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 
Thy  reigning  grace  I  sing. 

Thine  is  the  power  ; 

Behold  I  sit 

In  willing  bonds 

Beneath  thy  feet.] 
[11  Now,  let  my  soul  arise, 
And  tread  the  tempter  down  • 


HYM.V  XXIV,  XXV. 
My  Captain  leads  me  forth 

To  conquest  and  a  crown. 

A  feeble  saint 

Shall  win  the  day, 

Tho'  death  and  hell 

Obstruct  the  way.] 
12  Should  all  the  hosts  of  death, 
And  powers  of  hell  unknown, 
Put  their  most  dreadful  forms 
Of  rage  and  mischief  on  ; 

I  shall  be  safe  ; 

For  Christ  displays 

Superior  power 

And  guardian  grace. 

HYMN  24.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Tlie  offices  of  Christ. 

1  "\T7"E  bless  the  Prophet  of  the  Lord, 

\  V     That  conies  with  truth  and  grace  ; 
Jesus,  thy  Spirit,  and  thy  word 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 

2  We  reverence  our  High-Priest  above. 

Who  offerd  up  his  blood, 

And  lives  to  carry  on  his  love, 

By  pleading  with  our  God. 

3  We  honor  our  exalted  King  : 

How  sweet  are  his  commands ! 
He  guards  our  souls  from  hell  and  sin, 
By  his  almighty  hands. 

4  Hosanna  to  his  glorious  name, 

Who  saves  by  different  ways  I 
Hi>  mercies  lay  a  sovereign  claim 
To  our  immortal  praise. 

HYMN  25.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Christ  the  wisdom  of  God.    Prov.  viii.  1,  22,  23. 

1  CJH ALL  wisdom  cry  aloud, 

kj   And  not  her  speech  be  heard  ? 
The  voice  of  God's  eternal  word, 
Deserves  it  no  regard  ? 

2  u  I  was  his  chief  delight, 
u  His  everlasting  Son, 


342  HYMX  XXVI. 

"  Before  the  first  of  all  his  works, 

"  Creation  was  begun. 
[3  "  Before  the  flying  clouds, 

4*  Before  the  solid  land, 
K  Before  the  fields,  before  the  floods, 

"  I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 

4  "  When  he  adorn'd  the  skies, 
"  And  built  them,  I  -«  us  tiher* . 

"  To  order  when  the  sun  should  rise, 
"  And  marshal  every  star. 

5  "  When  he  pour'd  out  the  sea, 
"  And  spread  the  flowing  deep, 

"  I  gave  the  Mood  a  firm  decree 
"  In  its  own  bounds  to  keep.] 

6  "  Upon  the  empty  air 

"  The  earth  was  balanc'd  avpII  : 

'•  With  joy  I  saw  the  mansion,  where 

"  The  sons  of  men  should  dwell. 

7  u  My  busy  thoughts  at  first 
"  On  their  salvation  ran, 

"  Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Adam's  dust 
"  Was  fashioned  to  a  man. 

8  "  Then  come,  receive  my  grace, 
"  Ye  children,  and  be  wise  : 

"  Happy  the  man  that  keeps  my  ways  ; 
"  The  man  that  shuns  them  dies." 

HYMN  26.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Christ  our  wisdom  and  righteousness 

1  TTOW  heavy  is  the  night 
Jjl  That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 

Till  Christ  with  his  reviving  light 
Over  our  souls  arise  ! 

2  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  heaven  ; 
But,  in  his  righteousness  array'd, 
We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways  : 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure 
With  sanctifying  grace. 


HYMN  XXVII,  XXVIII. 

4  The  powers  of  hill  agree 
To  hold  our  souls  in  vain  ; 

He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free, 
And  bleaks  the  cursed  chain. 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways, 
To  bring  us  near  to  God, 

Thy  sovereign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 
And  thine  atoning  blood. 

HYMN  27.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  example  of  Christ. 

1  AyfY  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord  ! 
_LVL  I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Thy  love  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

•3  Cold  mountains,  and  the  midnight  air, 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer  : 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 
Then  God",  the  Judge,  shall  owii  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

HYMN1  28.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
God  reconciled  in  Christ. 

1  XAEAREST  of  all  the  names  above, 
_JL/  My  Jesus,  apd  my  God, 

Who  can  resist  thy  heavenly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood  ? 

2  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 

The  Father  smiles  again  ; 
'Tis  by  thine  interceding  breath 
The"  Spirit  dwells  with  men. 

3  'Till  God  in  human  flesh  I  see, 

My  thoughts  no  comfort  find  ; 
The  holy,  just,  and  sacred  Three 
Are  terrors  to  inv  mind. 


S44  HYMN  XXIX,  XXX. 

1  But,  il'Immamurs  face  appear, 
My  hope,  my  joy  begins ; 
His  name  forbids  my  slavish  tear  ; 
His  grace  remove*  my  sins. 
5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rclv. 
And  Greeks  of  wisdom  boast, 
I  love  th*  incarnate  mystery. 
And  thtre  I  fix  my  trust.' 

HYMN  29.     Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Christ  appearing  to  Ids  Church.  SoL  Song.  ii.  8, 9,  10, 

11,  12,13. 

1  f  I  ^  HE  voice  of  my  beloved  sounds 

X     Over  the  rocks  and  rising  grounds ; 
O'er  hills  of  guilt,  and  seas  of  grief, 
He  leaps,  be  flies,  to  my  relief. 

2  Now  thro'  the  veil  of  flesh  I  see, 
With  eyes  of  love  he  looks  at  me  ; 
Now  in  the  gospel's  clearest  glass 
He  shows  the  beauties  of  his  face. 

5  Gently  he  draw  s  my  heart  along, 
Both  with  his  beauties  and  his  tongue  : 
Rise,  saith  my  Lord,  make  haste  aivay, 
No  mortal  joys  are  worth  thy  stay. 

•1  The  Jewish  wintry  state  is  gone  ; 
The  mists  are  fed,  the  spring  comes  on  : 
The  sacred  turtle-dove,  zve  hear, 
Proclaims  the  new,  the  joyful  year. 

5  Th'  immortal  vine,  of  heavenly  root, 
Blossoms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  fruit. 
Lo,  we  are  come  to  taste  the  wine  : 
Our  souls  rejoice,  and  bless  the  vine. 

6  And  when  we  hear  our  Jesus  say, 
Rise  ut>,  my  lor-e,  make  haste  au-ay, 
Our  hearts  would  fain  out-fly  the  wind. 
And  leave  all  earthly  loves  behind. 

HYMN  30.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Tlie  coronation  of  Christ,  and  espousals  of  the  Church, 

SoL  Song.  iii.  2. 
1  TTVAUGHTERS  of  Siou,come,  behold 
\J  The  crown  of  honor  and  of  gold, 


HYMN  XXXI. 

Which  the  glad  church,  with  joys  unknown. 
Plac'tl  on  the  head  of  Solomon. 

2  Jesus,  tliou  everlasting  King  ! 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring, 
Accept  the  well  deserv'd  renown, 
And  wear  our  praists  as  thy  erown. 

3  Let  every  act  of  worship  he 
Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee  : 
Like  the  dear  hour,  when  from  above 
We  first  reciv'd  thy  pledge  of  love. 

-j  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day  ! 
Our  hearts  would  w ish  it  long  to  stay  ; 
Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 
Nor  comfort  sink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 

5  Each  following  minute,  as  it  flies, 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys, 
Till  we  are  rami  to  sing  thy  name, 
At  tiie  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

C  Oh,  that  the  months  would  roll  away, 
And  bring  that  coronation  day  .' 
The  King  of  grace  shall  fill  the  throne, 
With  all  his  Father's  glories  on. 

HYMN  31.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Glory  and  grace  in  the  person  of  Christ. 

1  "^|"  O  W  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song  ! 

_l3l    Awake,  my  soul  ;  awake, my  tongue. 

Hosanna  to  th'  Eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The, brightest  image  of  his  grace  ; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood. 
Proclaim  the  wise  and  powerful  God, 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 

4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  stands, 

The  noblest  labor  of  thine  hands  : 
The  pleasing  lustre  of  his  eyes 
Outshines  the  wonders  of  the  skies. 


346  HYMN  XXXII. 

5  Grace  !  tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme  ; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name  ! 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound  ; 

Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground  ! 

6  Oh,  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face  ! 
Whi  re  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold ! 

HYMN  32.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

God  the  Son  equal  with  the  Father. 

1  T>  RIGHT  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God  ! 
_D   Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  feet  : 
To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 
And  worship  at  thine  awful  seat. 

[2  Thy  power  hath  form'd,  thy  wisdom  sways, 
All  nature  with  a  sovereign  word  : 
And  the  bright  world  of  stars  obeys 
The  will  of  their  superior  Lord.] 

[3  Mercy  and  truth  unite  in  one, 
And  smiling  sit  at  thy  right  hand  ; 
Eternal  justice  guard.-  thy  throne, 
And  vengeance  waits  thy  dread  command.] 

4  A  thousand  seraphs  strong  and  bright 
Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity  ; 
But  who,  among  the  sons  of  light, 
Pretends  comparison  \\  ith  thee  ? 

8  Yet  there  is  One  of  human  frame, 
Jesus,  array'd  in  flesh  and  blood, 
Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 
A  full  equality  with  Gcd. 

[6  Their  glory  shines  with  equal  beams  : 
Their  essence  is  for  ever  one, 
Tho'  they  are  known  by  different  names. 
The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son. 

7  Then  let  the  name  of  Christ  our  King 
With  equal  honors  be  ador"d  ; 
His  praise  let  every  angel  sing, 
And  all  the  nations  own  the  Lord.1 


HYMN  XXXIII,  XXXIV.  347 

1 1  Y  MX  33.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Walts. 
hiisCs  Humiliation  and  Exaltation.    Rev.  v.  12. 

1  "ITTHAT  equal  honors  shall  we  brine 

\  V     To  thee,0  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb, 
When  all  the  notes,  that  angels  sing, 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name  ? 

2  Worthy  is  he  that  once  was  slain, 

The  Prince  of  Peace  that  groan  \\  and  diet!. 
Worthy  to  rise,  and  live,  and  reign, 
At  his  Almighty  Father's  side. 

3  Power  and  Dominion  are  his  due, 
Who  stood  condemn'd  at  Pilate's  bar  ; 
Wisdom  belongs  to  Jesus  too, 

Tho'  he  was  charg'd  with  madness  here. 

4  All  riches  are  his  native  right ; 
Yet  lie  sustain'd  amazing  loss  ; 
I'o  him  ascribe  eternal  might. 
Who  left  his  weakness  on  the  cross. 

5  Honor  immortal  must  be  paid, 
Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn  ; 
While  glory  shines  around  his  head, 
And  a  bright  crown  without  a  thorn. 

6  Blessings  forever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  curse  for  wretched  men : 
Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name, 
And  every  creature  say.  Amen. 

HYMN  34.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Miracles  in  the  life,  death,  and  resurrection  of Christ; 

1  T>  EHOLD.  the  blind  their  sight  receive ; 
_D  Behold,  the  dead  awake,  and  live  ; 
The  dumb  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name  ! 

2  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son  ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

3  He  dies  ;  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood  ; 
He  rises,  and  appears  a  God  : 

Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die  ! 


313  HYMN  XXXV,  XXXVI. 

4  Henoe  and  for  ever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  in)-  doubts  and  fears  depart ! 
And  10  those  hands  my  soul  resign. 
Which  bear  credentials  ■><>  divine. 

HYMN  35.    Long  Metre.    Dr.   Watts'  Miscellany 

The  Humiliation ,  K.valtaf  ion,  and  Triumphs  of  Christ 

Phil.  ii.  8.  9.  Col.ii.  15. 

1  HHHE  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace, 

X     That  brightest  monument  of  praise 
I  hat  e'er  the  God  of  Love  design'd, 
Employs  and  tills  my  laboring  mind. 

2  Begin,  my  Soul,  the  heavenly  song, 
A  burden  for  an  angel's  tongue  : 
When  Gabriel  sounds  these  awful  tilings, 
He  tunes  and  summons  all  his  strings. 

3  Proclaim  inimitable  love, 
Jesus,  the  Lord  of  worlds  above, 
Puts  otf  the  beams  of  bright  array, 
And  vtils  the  God  in  mortal  clay." 

4  He,  that  distributes  crowns  and  thrones. 
Hangs  on  a  tree,  and  bleeds  and  groans ; 
The  Prince  of  Life  resigns  Ins  breath  ; 
The  King  of  Glory  bows  to  death. 

5  But  see  the  wonders  of  his  power  .' 
He  triumphs  in  bis  dying  hour  : 
And,  while  by  Satan's  rage  he  fell, 
He  dasli'd  the  rising  hopes  of  hell. 

6  Thus  were  the  hosts  of  death  subdu'd. 
And  sin  was  drowu'd  in  Jesus'  blood  : 
'ITien  he  arose ;  he  reigns  above, 
Ami  conquers  sinners  by  his  love. 

7  Who  shall  fulfil  this  boundless  song  ? 
The  th«  i  ae  surmounts  an  angel's  tongue  ; 
How  low,  how  vain  are  mortal  airs, 
When  Gabriel's  nobler  harp  despairs ! 

HYMN  -6.    Proper  Metre.    148th.    Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  resurrection  of  Christ.  Luke  xxiv.  "4. 
1  *\7*ES,the  Redeemer  rose  ; 
I    The  Saviour  left  the  dead  ; 


HYMN  XXXVII. 

And  o'er  our  hellish  foes 

High  rais'd  his  conquering  head  : 

In  wild  dismay 
l  lie  guards  around 

Fall  to  the  ground, 

And  sink  away. 
■2  Lo  !  the  angelic  hands 
In  full  assembly  meet, 
To  wait  his  high  commands, 
And  worship  at  his  feet : 

Joyful  they  come, 

And  w  ing  their  way 

From  realms  of  day 

To  Jesus'  tomb. 

3  Then  back  to  heaven  they  fly, 
The  joyful  news  to  bear  : 
Hark!  as  they  soar  on  high, 
What  music  nils  the  air  ! 

Their  anthems  say, 
"  Jesus,  who  bled, 
«  Hath  left  the  dead, 
"  He  rose  to-day." 

4  Ye  mortals  catch  the  sound, 
Redeem'd  by  him  from  hell ; 
And  send  the  echo  round 

The  globe,  on  which  you  dwell ; 
Transported  cry, 
"  Jesus,  who  bled, 
"Hath  left  the  dead," 
"  No  more  to  die." 

5  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 
Who  sav'st  us  with  thy  blood  J 
Wide  be  thy  name  ador'd, 
Thou  rising,  reigning  God. 

With  thee  we  rise, 
With  thee  we  reign. 
And  empires  gain 
Beyond  the  skies. 

HYMN  37.    Proper  Metre.    148.    Kippon. 
The  kihgdom  of  Christ,    rial.  iv.  4 

REJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King; 
Your  God  and  King  adore; 


350  HYMN  XXXVIII. 

Mortals,  give  thanks,  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore ! 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  die  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

2  Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 
The  God  of  truth  and  love : 
When  he  had  purg'd  our  stains, 
He  took  his  seat  above  : 

Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice, 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail ; 

He  rules  oVr  earth  and  heaven  ; 

The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  given : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice  ; 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice  ; 

4  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell ; 
Shall  all  our  sins  destroy  ; 
And  every  bosom  swell 
With  pure,  seraphic  joy. 

Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up'the  voice : 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope  ; 
Jesus,  the  Judge,  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home : 

We  soon  shall  hear  th'  Archangel's  voice  : 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound^  rejoice. 

HYMN  38.    Long  Metre.    Steele. 

The  intercession  of  Christ.    Heb.  vii.  25. 

i  TJ  E  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives, 
fl  (What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives ! ) 
And  now,  before  his  Father,  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes,  awake  our  fears, 
And  justice  arm'd  with  frowns  appears ; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face, 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence  then,  ye  black,  despairing  thoughts  : 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 


HYMN  XXXIX.  3H 

His  powerful  intercessions  rise, 

Ami  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies. 
•I  In  every  dark,  distressful  hour, 

When  bin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 

Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 

That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 
5  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend  ! 

On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend  : 

Our  ea'ise  can  never,  never  fail, 

For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail. 

HYMN  39.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

A  new  Song  to  the  Lamb  that  was  slain.   Rev.  v.  6.  S. 
9, 10,  12. 


B 


Amid  his  Father's  throne  : 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  ciders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  These  are  the  prayers  of  the  saints, 

And  these  the  hymns  they  raise : 
Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 

He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 
[4  Eternal  Father,  who  shall  look 

Into  thy  secret  will  ? 
Who  hut  the  Son  shall  take  that  book, 

And  open  every  seal  ? 

5  He  shall  fulfill  thy  great  decrees, 

The  Son  deserves  it  well : 
Lo  in  his  hand  the  sovereign  keys 
Of  heaven,  and  death,  and  hell  !] 

6  Now  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  endless  blessings  paid. 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head. 

7  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  with  blood 

Hast  set  the  prisoners  free, 


:-5Z  HYMN  XL,  XLI. 

Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  w  ith  thee. 
8  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 

Are  nut  beneath  thy  power  ; 
Then  shorten  ihese  delaying  days, 

And  bring  the  promised  hour. 

HYMN  40.    Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
Christ  Jesus  the  Lamb  of  God  xvorsldpped  by  all  t) 

Creation.  Rev.  v.  11, 12,  13. 
]  ^1  OME,  lei  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
\y   With  angels  round  the  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  aJl  their  joys  are  one. 
:  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 
To  he  exalted  thus  : 
Worthy  tlte  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us. 
:  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 
Honor  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  Sacred  Name 
Of  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  41.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  glory  of  Christ  in  heaven. 

1  /"VH,  the  delights,  the  heavenly  joys, 
\J     The  glories  of  the  place. 
Where  Jesus  sheds  the  brightest  beams 

Of  his  o'erflowing  graee ! 

2  Sweet  majesty  and  awful  love 

Sit  smiling  on  his  brow  : 
And  all  the  glorious  ranks  above 
At  humble  distance  bow. 


IIYMX  XLII. 

5  IYmccs  to  his  imperial  name 

Bend  their  hright  sceptres  down  ; 
Dominions,  thrones,  and  powers  rejoice 
To  see  him  wear  the  crown. 
■l  Archangels  sound  his  lofty  praise 
Thro'  every  heavenly  street, 
And  lay  their  highest  honors  down 
Submissive  at  his  f'tt  t.] 

5  This  is  the  Mao,  th'  exalted  Man. 

Whom  we,  unseen,  adore  ; 
Bhi  when  our  eyes  behold  his  fate, 
Our  hearts  shall  love  him  more. 

6  And  while  our  faith  enjoys  this  sight, 

We  long  to  leave  our  clay  ; 
And  wish  thy  fiery  chariots,  Lord, 
To  bear  our  souls  away. 

HYMN  42.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  Creation  of  tlie  world.    Gen.  i. 
J  "T^TOW  let  a  spacious  world  arise, 
S\    Said  the  Creator,  Lord  ; 
At  once  th'  obedient  earth  and  skies 
Rose  at  his  sovereign  word. 
[2  Dark  was  the  deep  :  the  waters  lay 
Confus'd,  and  drown'd  die  land  : 
He  call'd  the  light :  the  new  born  day 
Attends  on  his  command. 

3  He  bade  the  clouds  ascend  on  high  ; 

The  clouds  ascend,  and  bear 
A  watery  treasure  to  the  sky, 
And  float  on  softer  air. 

4  The  liquid  element  below 

Was  gather'd  by  his  hand  ; 
The  rolling  seas  together  flow, 
And  leave  the  solid  land. 

5  With  herbs  and  plants  (a  flowery  birth) 

The  naked  globe  he  crown'd, 
Ere  there  w  as  rain  to  bless  the  earth. 
Or  sun  to  warm  the  ground. 
o  Then  he  adom'd  the  upper  skies : 
Behold  the  sun  appears ; 
C  c 


351  HYMN  XLlil. 

The  moon  and  stars  in  order  rise, 
To  mark  out  months  and  years. 

7  Out  of  the  deep  th'  almighty  King 

Did  vital  heings  frame. 
The  painted  fowls  of  every  wing, 
And  fish  of  ever)-  name.] 

8  He  gave  the  lion  and  the  worm 

At  once  their  wondrous  birth, 

And  grazing  beasts  of  various  form 

Ro*e  from  the  teeming  earth. 

9  Adam  was  fram'd  of  equal  clay, 

Tho'  sovereign  of  the  rest, 
Designed  for  nobler  ends  than  they, 

With  God's  own  image  bless'd.  ' 
20  Thus  glorious  in  the  Maker's  eye 

The  young  creation  stood : 
He  saw  the  building  from  on  high  ; 

His  Word  pronounc'd  it  good. 
J 1  Lord,  while  the  frame  of  nature  stands, 

Thy  praise  shall  fill  my  tongue  : 
But  the  new  world  of  grace  demands 

A  more  exalted  song. 

HYMN    43.    Common    Metro    Dr.  Watts*    Lyric 

Poems. 

A  song  to  creating  Wisdom. 

1  ~T*  TERXAL  wisdom,  thee  we  praise, 
J2i   Thee  the  creation  sings  ; 

With  thy  lov'd  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heaven's  high  palace  rings. 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold ! 
Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  starr'd  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  strike  the  gazing  sight, 
Thro'  skies  and  seas,  and  solid  ground. 
With  terror  and  delight. 

4  Infinite  strength  and  equal  skill 

Shine  thro'  the  worlds  abroad  ; 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill- 
And  speak  the  builder  GvA. 


HYMN  XL1V,  XLV. 

5  But  still  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 
Our  softer  passions  mow  ; 
Pity  divine  in  Jesus'  face 
We  see,  adore,  and  love. 

HYMN  44.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 

God 's goodness  to  the  Children  of  Men,   Psalm  evil. 

1  "\7"E  Sons  of  Men,  with  joy  record 

JL     The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  power  and  goodness  sound 
Thro"  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 

2  Let  the  high  heavens  your  songs  invite, 
Those  spacious  fields  of  brilliant  light : 
"Where  sun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll, 
And  star3  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole, 

3  Sing  Earth,  in  verdant  robes  array'd. 

Its  herbs  and  flowers,  its  fruits  and  shade  ; 

Peopled  with  life  of  various  fbrins, 

Of  fish,  and  fowl,  and  beasts,  and  worms* 

4  View  the  broad  sea's  majestic  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  maker  reigns ; 
That  band  remotest  nations  .joins, 
And  on  each  wave  his  goodness  shines. 

5  But  Oh  !  that  brighter  World  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  Lore 
God's  only  Son,  in  flesh  arrry'd, 

For  man  a  bleeding  victim  made. 

6  Thither,  my  soul,  with  rapture  soar. 
There  in  the  Land  of  praise  adore  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay, 
Demands  an  everlasting  day. 

HYMN  45.    Common  Metre.    Steele. 

Creation  and  Providence. 

1  T   ORD,  when  our  raptured  thought  surveys 
JLj  Creation's  beauties  o'er, 
AH  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 
And  bid  our  souls  adore. 
-  Where'er  we  turn  our  gazing  eyes. 
Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine  ; 


35d  HYMN  XLVI. 

Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rise, 
And  speak  their  source  divine. 

3  The  living  tribes  of  countless  forms, 

In  earth,  and  sea,  and  air  : 
The  meanest  Mies,  the  smallest  worm, 
Almighty  power  declare. 

4  Thy  wisdom,  power,  and  goodness,  Lord, 

In  all  thy  works  appear  : 
And,  Oh.  let  man  thy  praise  record, 
Man,  thy  distinguished  care  ! 

5  From  thee  the  breath  of  life  he  drew  : 

That  breath  thy  power  maintains  ; 
Thy  tender  mercy  ever  new, 
His  brittle  frame  sustains. 

6  Yet  nobler  favors  claim  his  praise. 

Of  reason's  light  possess'd  : 

By  Revelation's  brightest  rays, 

Sti  11  more  divinely  bless'd. 

7  Thy  Providence,  his  constant  guard. 

When  threatening  woes  impend. 
Or  will  the  impending  dangers  ward, 
Or  timely  succors  lend. 

8  On  ns  that  Providence  has  shone 

With  gentle,  smiling  rays  : 
Oil,  may  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise  ! 

HYMN  46.    Common  Metre.    Addison. 
The  Traveller's  Psalm. 

1  TJOVr  are  thy  Servants  bless'd,  O  Lord, 
_0_  How  sure  is  their  defence ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 

Their  help,  omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care, 
Thro'  burning  dimes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne, 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
-  inrpotfnt  to  save. 


HYMN  XLV1I. 

i  'Mm  storm  i->  laid,  the  winds  retire, 
Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sin,  that  roars  at  thy  command., 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  in  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths', 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore, 
We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  .more. 

6  Our  life,  while  thou  present  that  life, 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be  ; 
And  death,  when  death  shall  be  our  lot, 
Shall  join  our  souls  to  thee. 

HYMN  47.    Common  Metre.    Steele. 
Praise  for  the  blessings  of  Providence  undGn 
Psalm  exxxix. 

1  \  LMIGHTY  Father,  gracious  Lord, 
XI  Kind  Guardian  of  my  days, 
Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record 

li»  songs  of  grateful  praise. 

2  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame 

Was  thy  indulgent  care, 
Long  ere  I  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
Or  breathe  the  infant  prayer. 

3  [Around  my  path  what  dangers  rose  ! 

What  snares  spread  all  my  road ! 
No  power  could  guard  me  from  my  foes, 
But  my  Preserver,  God. 

4  How  many  blessings  round  me  shone. 

Where'er  I  turn'd  my  eye  ! 
How  many  past  almost  unknown, 
Or  unregarded  by !] 

5  Each  rolling  year  new  favors  brought 

From  thy  exhaustless  store  : 
But  all !  in  vain  my  laboring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

6  While  sweet  reflection,  thro'  my  da\  s, 

Thy  bounteous  hand  would  trace' ; 
Still  dearer  blessings  claim  thy  praise, 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

7  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord, 

For  favors  more  divine  ; 


358  HYMN  XLVIII. 

That  I  have  known  tliy  sacred  word, 
Where  all  thy  glories  shine. 

5  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays, 

And  every  weakn<  ss  dies, 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 
9  Then  shall  my  joyful  powers  unite. 
In  more  exalted  lays, 
And  join  the  happy  sons  of  light 
In  everlasting  praise. 
HYMN  48.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Original  sin  ;  or,  the  first  and  second  Adam.  Rom.  v 
12,  &c.  Psal.  li.  5.  Job.  xiv.  4. 

1  X>  ACKWARD  with  humble  shame  we  look 
_D   On  our  original  : 

How  is  our  nature  dasb'd  and  broke 
In  our  first  father's  fall ! 

2  To  all  that's  good,  averse,  and  blind, 

But  prone  to  all  that's  ill ; 
What  dreadful  darkness  veils  our  mind  i 

How  obstinate  our  will ! 
[3  Conceiv'd  in  sin  (O  wretched  state  !) 

Before  we  draw  our  breath, 
The  first  young  pulse  begins  to  beat 

Iniquity  and  death] 
4  How  strong  in  our  degenerate  blood 

The  old  corruption  reigns, 
And  mingling  with  the  crooked  flood. 

Wanders  through  all  our  veins  ! 
"5  Wild  and  unwholesome  as  the  root, 

Will  all  the  branches  be  ; 
How  can  we  hope  for  living  fruit 

From  such  a  deadly  tree  ?] 

6  What  mortal  power  from  tilings  unclean 

Can  pure  productions  bring  ? 
Who  can  command  a  vital  stream 
From  an  infected  spring  ? 

7  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  wondrous  love 

Can  make  our  nature  clean. 
While  Christ  and  grace  prevail  aboi  6 
The  tempter,  death  and  sin. 


HYMN  XLIX,  L.  i 

1  The  Second  Adam  shall  restore 
The  rtiius  of  the  iirst  ; 
Hosrnma  to  that  sovereign  power 

That  new  creates  our  dust ! 
HYMN  49.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  S.  Stennott. 
Indwelling  sin  lamented. 

1  TTTITH  tears  of  anguish  I  lament, 

VV     Here  at  thy  feet,  my  God, 
My  passion,  pride,  and  discontent, 
And  vile  ingratitude. 

2  Sure  there  was  ne'er  a  heart  so  bast, 

So  false  as  mine  lias  been  ; 
So  faithless  to  its  promises, 
So  prone  to  every  sin  ! 

3  My  reason  tolls  me  ihy  commands 

Are  holy,  just,  and  true  ; 
Tells  me  whiiteYr  my  God  demands 
Is  his  most  righteous  due. 

4  Reason  I  hear,  her  counsels  weigh, 

And  all  her  words  approve  ; 
But  still  I  find  it  hard  t'  obey, 
And  harder  yet  to  love. 

5  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  shall  I  feel 

These  struggles  in  my  breast ; 
When  wilt  thou  bow  my  stubborn  will, 
And  give  my  conscience  rest ! 

6  Break,  Sovereign  Grace,  Oh,  break  the  charm, 

And  set  the  captive  free ; 
Reveal,  Almighty  God,  thine  arm, 
And  haste  to  rescue  me. 
HYMN  50.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  distemper, folly,  and  madness  of  sin. 

1  C<  IN,  like  a  venomous  disease, 
J5  Infects  our  vital  blood  ; 
The  only  balm  is  sovereign  grace, 

And  the  physician,  God. 

2  Our  beauty  and  our  strength  are  fled, 

And  we  draw  near  to  death  ; 
But  Christ,  the  Lord,  recalls  the  dead 
With  his  almighty  breath. 


360  HYMN  LI. 

3  Madness,  by  nature,  reigns  within 

The  passions  burn  ami  rage : 
'Till  God's  own  Son  with  skill  divine 

The  inward  fire  assuage. 
[4  We  lick  the  dust,  we  grasp  the  w  ind, 

And  solid  good  despise : 
Such  is  the  folly  of  the  mind, 

'TillJesus  mokes  us  wise. 
5  We  give  our  souls  the  wounds  they  feel. 

We  drink  the  poisonous  gall, 
And  rush  with  fury  down  to  hell ; 

But  Heaven  prevents  the  fall.] 
o  The  man  posses'd  among  the  tombs 

Cuts  his  own  flesh,  and  cries  ; 
He  foams  and  raves,  till  Jesus  comes, 

And  the  foul  spirit  flies. 

HYMN  51.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
An  unconverted  state  ;  or,  Converting  graa. 
[1  /~1  REAT  king  of  glory  and  of  grace! 
VT  We  own  with  humble  shame, 
How  vile  is  our  degenerate  race, 
And  our  first  father's  name.] 
2  From  Adam  flows  our  tainted  blood  ; 
The  poison  reigns  within, 
Makes  us  averse  to  all  that's  good, 
And  willing  slaves  to  sin. 
;  3  Daily  we  break  thy  holy  laws, 
And  then  reject  thy  grace  ; 
Engag'd  in  the  old  serpent's  cause, 
Against  our  Maker's  face.] 

4  We  live  estrang'd  afar  from  God, 

And  love  the  distance  well ; 
With  haste  we  run  the  dangerous  road 
That  leads  to  death  and  hell. 

5  And  can  such  rebels  be  restor'd  ? 

Such  natures  made  divine  ? 

Let  sinners  see  thy  glory,  Lord, 

And  feel  this  power  of  thine. 

6  We  raise  our  Father's  name  on  big!). 

Who  his  own  Spirit  sends, 


HYMN  I.II,  UII. 

To  bring  rebellious  strangers  nigh, 
And  turn  his  foes  to  friends. 

HYMN  52.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Custom  in  sin. 

1  T   ET  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood 
JLi  Pot  off  the  spots  that  nature  gives  ! 

Then  may  the  wicked  turn  to  God, 
And  change  their  tempers,  and  their  lives. 

2  As  well  might  Ethiopian  slaves, 
Wash  out  the  darkness  of  their  skiu : 
The  dead  as  well  may  leave  their  graves. 
As  old  transgressors  ctast  to  sin. 

3  Where  vice  has  lit  Id  its  empire  long, 
'Twill  not  endure  the  least  control ; 
None  but  a  power  divinely  strong 
Can  turn  the  current  of  the  soul. 

4  Great  God  !  I  own  thy  power  divine, 
That  works  to  change'this  heart  of  mine  : 
I  would  be  form'd  anew,  and  bless 

The  wonders  of  creating  grace. 

HYMN  53.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  decei/f illness  of  sin. 
IN  has  a  thousand  treacherous  arts 


S 


To  practise  on  the  mind ; 
With  flattering  looks  she  tanpts  our  hearts 
But  leaves  a  sting  behind.  ; 

2  With  names  of  virtue  she  deceives 

The  aged  and  the  young ; 
And,  while  the  heedless  wretch  believes, 
She  makes  his  fetters  strong. 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  joys  she  brings, 

And  gives  a  fair  pretence  ; 
But  cheats  the  soul  of  heavenly  things, 
And  cliains  it  down  lo  sense. 

4  So  on  a  tree  divinely  fair 

Grew  the  forbidden  food  ; 
Our  mother  took  the  poison  there, 
And  tainted  all  her  blood. 


362  HYMN  LIV,  LV. 

HYMN  54.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Few  saved,  or,  Tltc  almost  Christian^ he  hypocrite,  and 

apostate. 
l  T>  ROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 

_D  And  thousand*  walk  together  there  ; 

Hi  it  wisdom  shews  a  narrow  path, 

With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 
.:  Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cross, 

Is  the  Redeemers  great  command  '. 

Nature  must  count  her  gold  hut  dross. 

If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 
And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteem'd  almost  a  saint, 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 
»  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  he  vain  ; 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new  : 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

HYMN  55.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  holy  Scriptures. 
1  X    ADEN  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 
jLj  I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
And  not  a  glimpse  of  hope  appears. 
But  in  thy  written  word. 
i  The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 
Does  all  my  grief  assuage  : 
Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  facf 
Almost  in  every  page, 
[3  This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 
The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 
That  merchant  is  divinely  wise, 
Who  makes  the  pearl  his  own. 

4  Here  consecrated  water  flows 

To  quench  my  thirst  of  sin  ; 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
Nor  danger  dwells  therein.] 

5  This  is  the  Judge  that  ends  the  strife. 

Where  wit  and  reason  fail  : 


HYMN  LVI,  LVIi.  i 

My  guide  to  everlasting  lift-, 
Thro*  all  this  gloomy  vale. 
6  Oh  !  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 
My  roving  feet  command  ; 
Nor  I  forsakethe  happy  road, 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 
HYMN  56.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Waiti. 
Cod  glorified  in  the  gospel. 

1  fTT^  HE  Lord,  descending  from  above, 

i     Invites  his  children  near  ; 
W  hile  power  and  truth,  and  boundless  love, 
Display  their  glories  here. 

2  Here,  in  thy  Gospc  l's  wondrous  frame, 

Fresh  wisdom  we  pursue  ; 
A  thousand  angels  learn  thy  name, 
Beyond  whatever  they  knew. 

3  Thy  name  is  writ  in  fairest  lines ; 

Thy  wonders  here  we  trace  ; 
Wisdom  thro'  all  the  mysteries  shines, 
And  shines  in  Jesus'  face. 

4  The  law  its  best  obedience  owes 

To  our  incarnate  God, 
And  thine  avenging  justice  shows 
Its  honors  in  his  blood. 

5  But  still  the  lustre  of  thy  grace 

Our  warmer  thoughts  employs, 
Gilds  the  w  hole  scene  with  brighter  rays. 

And  more  exalts  our  joys. 
HYMN  57.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  S.  Stennet. 
Thericlics  ofGod^s  -word. 

1  T   ET  Avarice,  borne  from  shore  to  shore, 
_Ld  Her  favorite  god  pursue  : 

Thy  word,  O  Lord,  we  value  more 
Than  India,  or  Peru. 

2  Here  mines  of  know  ledge,  love,  and  joy 

Are  open'd  to  our  sight : 
The  purest  gold  without  alloy, 
And  gems  divinely  bright. 

3  The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 

These  sacred  leaves  unfold  : 


HYMN  LVI1I. 

Ami  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  behold. 

4  Here,  light  descending  from  above, 

Directs  onr  doubtful  fei  t  : 
Here  promises  of  heavenly  love 
Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 

5  Our  numerous  griefs  are  here  redresf, 

And  all  our  wants  supply'd  : 
Nought  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest, 
Is  in  tins  book  deny'd. 

6  For  these  inestimable  gains, 

That  so  enrich  the  mind, 
Oh,  may  we  search  with  eager  pains, 
Assur'd  that  we  shall  find  1 

HYMN1  58.    Common  Mel  re.    Steele. 
The  excellency  caul  sufficiency  of  the  Holy  Sir '/pi  mm. 

1  Tjl  ATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
_T     What  endless  glory  shiires  '. 
For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd 

For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here,  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find  ; 
Iliches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here,  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows 

And  yields  a  free  repast  ; 
Suhlimer  sweets  than  nature  knows, 
invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here,  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  j 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  Oh,  may  these  heavenly  pages  he 

'  My  ever  dear  delight  : 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light  J 

6  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Loi-d, 

Be  thou  forever  near, 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  Word. 
And  view  my  Saviour  them 


HYMN  LIX,  LX.  36& 

HYMN  59.    Long  Metro.    BuUlomc. 
The  gospel  of  Christ. 

1  (~\  OD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 

VJ  Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  : 
'Tis  here  liis  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  line,. 

2  Here  sinners  o(*  a  humble  frame 

May  taste  his  grace,  and  learn  his  name  : 
'Tis  writ  in  characters  of  blood, 
Severely  just,  immensely  good. 

3  Here  Jesus,  in  ten  thousand  ways,  ' 
His  soul-attracting  charms  displays, 
Recounts  his  poverty  and  pains, 

And  tells  his  love  in  melting  strains, 

4  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live, 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 

5  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls  ; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 
And  guides  us  all  our  journey  thro'. 

6  May  this  bl?st  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
'Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage  ! 

HYMN  60.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts'  Sermons. 
The  Gospel  is  the  power  of  God  to  salvation.  Rom.  i.  16 

1  "^T7"HA.T  shall  the  dying  sinner  do, 

VV     That  seeks  relief  for  all  his  woe  ? 
Where  shall  the  guilty  conscience  find 
Ease  for  the  torment  of  the  mind  ? 

2  How  shall  we  get  our  crimes  forgiven, 
Or  form  our  natures  fit  for  heaven  ? 
Can  souls  all  o'er  defil'd  with  sin. 

Make  their  own  powers  and  passions  clean  ? 

3  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we  try, 
'Till  Jesus  brings  his  Gospel  nigh  ; 
Tis  there  that  power  and  glory  dwell, 
That  save  rebellious  souls  from  hell. 


366  HYMN  LXI. 

4  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope, 
That  bears  ©ur  fainting  spirits  up  ; 
We  read  the  grace,  we  trust  the  word. 
And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord. 

5  Let  men  or  angels  dig  the  mines 
Where  nature's  golden  treasure  shines : 
Brought  near  the  doctrine  of  the  cross, 
All  nature's  gold  appears  but  dross. 

6  Should  vile  blasphemers,  with  disdain, 
Pronounce  the  truth  of  Jesns  rain, 
We'll  meet  the  scandal  and  the  shame, 
And  sing,  and  triumph  in  his  name. 

HYMN  61.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts' Sermon1; . 

A  rational  defence  of  the  Gospel. 

1  CI  HALL  Atheists  dare  insult  tlue  cross 
k^  Of  our  incarnate  God  ? 

Shall  infidels  revile  his  truth. 
And  trample  on  his  blood  ? 

2  What  if  he  choose  mysterious  ways 

To  cleanse  us  from  our  faults  ?" 

May  not  the  works  of  sovereign  graei 

Transcend  our  feeble  thoughts  ? 

3  What  if  his  gospel  bids  us  strive 

With  flesh,  and  self,  and  sin  ? 
The  prize  is  most  divinely  bright, 
That  we  are  eall'd  to  win. 

4  What  if  the  men,  despis'd  on  earth, 

Still  of  his  grace  partake  ? 
This  but  confirms  his  truth  the  more. 
For  so  the  prophet  spake. 

5  Do  some  that  own  his  sacral  truth, 

Indulge  their  souls  in  sin  ? 
None  should  reproach  the  Saviour  s  nam5-' 
His  laws  are  pure  and  clean. 

6  Then  let  our  faith  be  firm  and  strong, 

Our  lips  profess  his  word  ; 

Nor  ever  shun  those  holy  men, 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord. 


HYMN  LXII,  LXIII. 

HYMN  62.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watt?. 
Types  and  prophecies  oj  Christ. 

1  TjEHOLDthe  Woman's  promis'd  Seed  I 
_D   Behold  the  great  Messiah  come  ! 
Behold  the  prophets  all  agreed 

To  give  him  the  superior  room  ! 

2  Abra'm,  the  saint  rejoic'd  of  old 
When  visions  of  the*  Lord  he  saw  ! 
A[(«s.ls,  the  man  of  God,  foretold 
This  great  fulfillerof  his  law. 

3  The  types  bore  witness  to  liis  name, 
Obtain'd  their  chief  design,  and  ceas'd  : 
The  incense  and  the  bleeding  lamb, 
The  ark,  the  altar,  and  the  priest. 

4  Predictions  in  abundance  meet 

To  join  their  blessings  on  his  head  ; 
Jesus,  we  worship  at  thy  feet. 
And  nations  own  the  promised  Seed. 

HYMN  63.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watt «. 
The  power  of  tlie  gospel. 

1  npHIS  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love, 

X     Se»t  to  the  nations  from  above  ; 
Jehovah  here  resolves  to  shew 
What  his  Almighty  grace  can  do. 

2  This  remedy  did  wisdom  find, 
To  heal  diseases  of  the  mind  ; 

This  sovereign  balm,  whose  virtues  can 
Restore  the  ruin'd  creature,  man. 

3  The  gospel  bids  the  dead  revive  ; 
Sinners  obey  the  voice  and  live  ; 

Dry  bones  are  rais'd  and  cloaih'd  afresh.. 
And  hearts  of  stone  are  turn'd  to  flesh. 

[4  Where  Satan  reign'd  in  shades  of  night. 
The  gospel  strikes  a  heavenly  light ; 
Our  lusts  its  wondrous  power  controls, 
And  calms  the  rage  of  angry  souls.] 

[5  Lions  and  beasts  of  savage  name 
Put  on  the  nature  of  the  lamb ; 
While  the  wide  world  esteem  it  strange. 
Gaze,  and  admire,  and  hate  the  change?" 


368  HYMN  LX1V,  LXV. 

6  May  but  this  grace  my  soul  renew, 
Let  sinners  ga/.e  and  hate  me  too  ; 
The  word,  tliat  saves  me,  docs  engage 
A  sure  defence  from  all  their  rage. 

HYMN  64.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  WaKs. 

The  effusion  of  live  Spirit  :  or,  the  success  of  the  gcshct. 

1  /"^  REAT  was  the  day.  the  joy  was  great, 
\j  When  the  divine  disciples" met ; 
Whilst  on  their  heads  the  Spirit  came. 
And  sat  like  tongues  of  cloven  dame. 

2  What  gifts,  what  miracles  he  gave ! 
Arid  power  to  kill,  and  power  to  save  ! 
Furnish'd  their  tongues  with  wondrous  words. 
Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  swords. 

3  Thus  arm'd  he  sent  the  champions  forth, 
From  East  to  West,  from  South  to  North  : 
Go,  and  assert  your  Saviour's  cause  ; 

Go,  spread  the  mystery  of  his  cross.''' 

4  These  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 
Of  what  almighty  force  they  are, 
To  make  our  stubborn  passions  bow, 
And  lay  the  proudest  rebel  low  ! 

5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 
Are  by  these  heavenly  arms  subdu'd  ; 
While  Satan  rages  at  his  loss, 

And  hates  the  doctrine  of  the  cross. 

6  Great  King  of  Grace  !  my  heart  subdue  ; 
I  would  be  led  in  triumph  too, 

A  willing  captive  to  my  Lord, 
And  sing  the  victories  of  his  word. 

HYMN  65.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Prophecy  and  Inspiration. 

1  np  WAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 

X     The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word  ; 
His  Spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 
And  warm'd  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 

2  The  works  and  wonders,  which  they  wrought, 
C,<mnrm"d  ihe  messages  tfiey  broirghl  : 


HYMN  LXVI,  LXVII,  369 

The  prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath, 
To  save  die  holy  words  from  death. 

3  Great  God  !  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book  ; 
There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 

And  read  his  name  who  ditd  for  me. 

4  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost  and  vanish  in  the  wind  : 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hope  secure  ; 
This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure. 

HYMN  66.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Walts. 
Abralianis  blessing  on  tlie  Gentiles.    Gen.  xvii.  7. 
Rom.  xv.  8.    Mark  x.  14. 
i  TJ  OW  terge  the  promise,  how  divine, 
JLL  To  Abra'm  and  his  seed  ! 
ril  be  a  God  to  t/tee  and  thine, 
Supplying  all  your  need. 
2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 
From  age  to  age  endure  ; 
The  Angel  of  the  covenant  proves, 
And  seals  the  blessing  sure. 
1  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 
To  our  great  fathers  given  ; 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms, 
And  calls  thein  heirs  of  heaven. 
4  Our  God,  how  faitliful  are  his  Mays ! 
His  love  endures  the  same  ; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace, 
Blots  out  the  children's  name. 
HYMN  67.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
T/ie  same.    Rom.  xi.  16, 17. 
1  f^  ENTILES  by  nature,  we  belong 
VT  To  the  wild  olive  wood  : 
Grace  takes  us  from  the  barren  tree, 

And  grafts  us  in  the  good. 
With  the  same  blessing  grace  endows 

The  Gentiie  and  the  Jew  : 
If  pure  and  holy  be  the  root, 
bueh  are  the  branches  tou. 
Dd 


370  HYMN  LXVIII,  LXIX. 

3  Then  let  the  children  of  the  saints 

Be  dedicate  to  God  : 
Pour  out  thy  Spirit  on  them,  Lord, 
And  wash  them  in  thy  blood. 

4  Thus  to  the  parents  and  their  seed, 

Shall  thy  salvation  eome  : 
And  numerous  households  meet  at  last, 
In  one  eternal  home. 

HYMN  68.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  "Watts. 

ChrisCs  invitation  to  sinners ;  or,  Humility  and  Pride. 

Matt.  xi.  28—30. 

1  u  /I  OME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 
u  Vy  Ye  heavy  laden  sinners,  come  ; 
ft  111  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
"  And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  "  They  shall  find  rest  that  learn  of  me  ; 
"  I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 

<;  But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
"  And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

3  "  Bless'd  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 
"  My  joke,  and  bear  it  with  delight ! 

"  My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

u  My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light."' 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command, 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

HYMN  69.    Common  Metre.    Steele. 
The  Saviours  invitation,  John  vii.  37. 

1  rr^HE  Saviour  calls— let  every  ear 

J      Attend  the  heavenly  sound  ; 
Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fear, 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 

2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow, 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impa;:t 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3  Here  springs  of  sacml  pleasure  rise, 

To  east  your  every  pain  ; 


HYMN  LXX,  LXXI. 

(Immortal  fountain  !  full  supplies !) 
Nor  shall  you  thirst  in  vain. 

4  Ye  sinners,  come,  'tis  mercy's  voice  j 

The  gracious  call  obey : 
Mercy  invites  to  heavenly  joys— • 
And  can  yon  yet  delay  ? 

5  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearli  ; 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  impart?, 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 

HYMN'  70.    Long  Metre.    Stee* 
Weary  souls  invited  to  rest.  Mat.  xi.2g. 

1  /~1  OME,  weary  souls,  with  sins  distrest, 
Vy  Come,  and  accept  the  promised  rest ; 
The  Saviours  gracious  call  <>b<  y, 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppress'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 

Oh,  come,  and  spread  jour  woes  abroad  ; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse" your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes  ; 
Pardon,  and  life,  and  endless  peace  ; 
How  rich  the  gift !  how  free  the  grace  ! 

4  Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind,  inviting  voice. 

5  Dear  Saviour  !  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove  ; 
And  sweetly  influence  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest. 

HYMN  71.    Common  Metre.    Fawcett. 
Let  the  wicked  fur  sake  his  way,  &c.    Isaish  lv. 
1  Q INNERS.  the  voice  of  God  regard  : 
J5  'Tis  Mercy  speaks  to-day  ; 
1  le  calls  you  by  his  sovereign  word, 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 
.2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest, 
You  live  devoid  of  peace  ; 


372  HYMN  LXXJL 

A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast. 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 
3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell  : 
Why  will  you  persevere  ? 
Can  you  in  endless  torments  dwell, 
Shut  up  in  black  despair  ? 
.1  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 
Of  sin  and  folly  go  ? 
In  pain  you  travt  1  all  your  days. 
To  reap  immortal  woe  ! 
5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  shall  live. 
Thro'  his  abounding  grace  : 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 
Of  those  that  seek  his  face. 
'5  Bow  to  the  seeptre  of  his  word. 
Renouncing  every  sin  ; 
Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lorth, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 
7  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  thoughts  ; 
He  pardons  like  a  God  ; 
He  will  forgive  your  numerous  faults, 
Thro'  a  Redeemer's  blood. 

HYMN  72.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watt; 
Christ's  Commission. 

1  "|3  AISE  your  triumphant  songs, 
XV  To  an  immortal  tune, 

Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  Love 
Its  chief  Beloved  chose, 

And  bade  him  raise  our  wretched  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears  ; 
No  terror  clothes  his  brow  ; 

No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  'Twas  mercy  fifl'd  the  throne, 
And  wrath  stood  silent  by. 

When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardon  dov  n 
To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 


IIYMX  LXXIII,  LXXIV.  -373 

5  Now,  sinners, dry  your  tears, 
Let  hopeless  sorrow  eease  ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  liis  love, 
And  take  the  offer  \1  peace. 

6  Lotxt,  we  obey  thy  call ; 
We  lay  a  humble  claim 

To  the  salvation  thou  bast  brought, 
And  love  and  praise  his  name. 

HYMN  73.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watt?. 
Tlie  apostle's  commission  ;  or,  Tlie  gospel  attested  £:, 
miracles,  Mark  xvi.  15,  See.  Matthew  xxviii.  18,  &c. 
1  "  f\  O,  preach  my  gospel,"  saith  the  Lord, 

a  VJT  "  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive  ; 

u  He  shall  be  sav'd  that  trusts  my  word  ; 

"  And  he  condemn'd  that  won't  believe. 
[2  "  I'll  make  your  great  commission  known, 

"  And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true, 

"  By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 

"  By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

3  "  Go,  heal  the  sick,  go  raise  the  dead, 
u  Go  cast  out  devils  in  my  name ; 

"  Nor  let  my  prophets  lie  afraid, 

"  Tho"  Greeks  reproach,  and  Jews  blaspheme. '. 

4  '•  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands ; 
"  I'm  with  yon  till  tlie  world  shall  end  ; 
u  All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands  ; 

"  I  can  destroy,  and  can  defend." 

5  He  spake,  andliglit  shone  round  his  lead, 
On  a  bright  cloud  to  heaven  he  rode  : 
T/iey  to  the  farthest  nations  spread 

The  grace  of  tfeir  ascended  God. 

HYMN  74.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Warn. 
The  book  oj "God's  decrees. 
1  X   ET  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie 
JL_i  Abas'd  before  their  God  ; 
Whatever  his  sovereign  voice  has  forcn'd 
He  governs  with  a  nod 
r2  Ten  thousand  ages  ere  the  skies 
We  re  into  motion  bromrht ; 


374  HYMN  LXXV. 

All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  coin- 
Stood  present  tolas  thought. 

3  There's  not  a  sparrow,  nor  a  worm, 

Eut's  found  in  his  decrees  ; 
He  raises  monarchs  to  their  throne, 
And  sinks  them  as  he  please. 

4  If  light  attends  the  course  I  run, 

'Tis  he  provides  those  rays  ; 
And  'tis  his  hand  that  hides  my  sun. 
If  darkness  cloud  my  days. 

5  Yet  I  would  not  be  much  concerned, 

Nor  vainly  long  to  see 
The  volumes  of  his  deep  decrees, 
What  months  are  writ  for  me, 

6  When  lie  reveals  the  book  of  life, 

Oh,  may  I  read  my  name 
Among  the  chosen  of  his  love, 
The  followers  of  the  Lamb  ! 

HYMN  75.    Long  Metre,    Dr.  Watts. 

Election  sovereign  and  free.  Rom.  ix.  2L— IX, 
[1  T>  EHOLD  the  potter  and  the  clay. 
X3   He  forms  his  vessel  as  he  please  : 
Such  is  our  God,  and  such  are  we  ; 
The  subjects  of  his  just  decrees. 
2  Doth  not  the  workman's  power  extend 
O'er  all  the  mass,  which  part  to  choose, 
And  mould  it  for  a  nobler  end, 
And  which  to  leave  for  viler  use  ?] 
[3  May  not  the  sovereign  Lord  on  high 
Dispense  his  favors  as  he  will, 
Choose  some  to  life,  while  others  die, 
And  yet  be  just  and  gracious  still  ?] 

4  What  if  to  make  his  terror  known, 
He  lets  his  patience  long  endure, 
Suffering  vile  rebels  to  go  on, 

And  seal  their  own  destruction  sure  ': 

5  What  if  he  means  to  show  his  grace. 
And  his  electing  love  employs 

To  mark  out  some  of  mortal  race, 
And  form  them  fit  for  heavenly  joys  . 


HYM.V  LXXYI. 

6  Shall  man  reply  against  the  Lord, 
And  call  Lis  Maker's  waj  »  unjust, 
The  thunder  of  whose  dreadful  word 
Can  crush  a  thousand  worlds  to  dust  ? 

7  But,  O  my  soul,  if  truth  so  bright 
Should  dazzle  and  confound  thy  sight, 
Yet  still  his  written  will  obey, 

And  wait  the  great  decisive  day. 

8  Then  shall  he  make  his  justice  known, 
And  the  whole  world,  before  his  throne, 
With  joy,  or  terror,  shall  confess 

The  glory  of  his  righteousness. 

HYMN  76.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Salvation  by  grace.    Titus  iii.  4 — 7. 
[IT    ORD,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults, 
_Li  How  great  our  guilt  has  been  ! 
Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  our  fives  were  sin. 
2  But,  O  my  soul,  forever  praise, 
Forever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dangerous  ways 
Of  folly,  sin,  and  shame.] 
5  'Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness, 
Which  our  own  hands  have  done  ; 
But  we  are  sav'd  by  sovereign  grace, 
Abounding  thro'  his  Son. 

4  'Tis  from  the  mercy  of  our  God 

That  all  our  hopes  begin  ; 
'Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood 
Our  souls  are  wash'd  from  sin. 

5  'Tis  thro'  the  purchase  of  his  death, 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The  Spirit  is  sent  down  to  breathe 
On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 

6  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  Ave  live  anew  ; 

And  justify *d  by  grace, 

We  shall  appear  in  glory  too, 

And  see  our  father's  face, 


376  HYMN  LXXVII,  LXXVIII. 

HYMN  77.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watte. 

Salvation  by  grace  in  Christ.    2  Tim.  i.  9, 10. 

1  T^TOW  to  the  power  of  God  supreme 
J^|    Be  everlasting  honors  given. 

He  saves  from  hell ;  (we  bless  his  name,) 
He  calls  our  wandering  feet  to  heaven. 

2  Not  for  our  duties  or  deserts, 
But  of  his  own  abundant  grace, 
He  works  salvation  in  our  hearts. 
And  forms  a  people  for  his  praist . 

3  -Twas  his  own  purpose  that  begun 
To  rescue  rebels  doom'd  to  die  : 
He  gave  us  grace  in  Christ  his  Son, 
Before  he  spread  the  starry  sky. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  appears  at  last, 

And  makes  his  Father's  counsels  known  ; 
Declares  the  great  transactions  past. 
And  brings  immortal  blessings  ilovni. 

5  He  dy'd  ;  and  in  that  dreadful  night 
Did  all  the  powers  of  hell  destroy  ; 
Rising  he  brought  our  heaven  to  light, 
And  took  possession  of  the  joy. 

HYMN   78.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  "Watts'  Lytic 
Poems. 
God  glorious,  and  sinners  savciL    Isaiah  xliv.  23. 
l  T71  ATHER,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines  ! 
_T     How  high  thy  Wonders  rise  ! 
Known  thro'  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 
By  thousands  thro'  the  skies. 
[2  Part  of  thy  name  divinely  stands 
On  all  thy  creatures  writ : 
To  shew  the  labor  of  thine  hand-, 
Or  impress  of  thy  feet.] 

3  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join, 
In  their  divinest  forms  ; 

4  Our  thoughts  are  lost  in  reverend  av  E 

We  love,  and  we  adore  : 
The  first  Archangel  never  saw 
So  moch  of  God  before. 


HYMN  LXXIX,  LXXX.  3 

5  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known  ; 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guess 
Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone, 
The  justice,  or  the  grace. 

6  [When  sinners  broke  the  Fathers  laws . 

The  dying  Son  atones ; 
Oh,  the  dear  mysteries  of  his  cross  1 
The  triumph  of  his  groans  ! 

7  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  ; 
Sweet  cherubs  learn  ImmanuePs  name.. 

And  try  thiir  choicest  strains. 
3  Oh,  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  song  ! 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 

And  love  command  my  tongue. 

HYMN  79.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts, 
Salvution,  Righteousness,  and  Strength  in  Christ. 

1  m  HE  Lord  on  high  proclaims 

JL     His  Godhead  from  his  throne  ; 
Mercy  and  justice  arc  the  names. 
By  which  I  will  be  known. 

2  Te  dying  souls,  that,  sit 
In  darkness  and  distress, 

Look  from  the  borders  of  the  pit 
To  my  recovering  grace. 

3  Sinners  shall  hear  the  sound  ; 
Their  thankful  tongues  shall  own. 

Our  righteousness  and  strength  is  found 
In  thee,  the  Lord,  alone. 

4  In  thee  shall  Israel  trust, 
And  see  their  guilt  forgiven  : 

God  will  pronounce  the  sinners  just, 
And  take  the  saims  to  heaven. 

HYMN  80.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  different  success  of  the  gospel.    1  Cor.  i.  23, 24. 

2  Cor.  ii.  16.    1  Cor.  iii.  6, 7. 
1  /^  HRIST,  and  his  cross,  are  all  our  theme  : 
\y  The  mysteries,  that  we  speak, 


378  HYMN  LXXXI,  LXXXII. 

Arc  scandal  in  the  Jens"  esteem, 
And  folly  to  the  GfW  k. 

2  But  souls  enlightened  from  above, 

With  joy  receive  the  word  : 
They  see  what  wisdom,  power,  and  love. 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  savor  of  his  name 

Restores  their  fainting  breath  ; 
But  unbelief  per verts  the  same 
To  guilt,  despair,  and  death. 
1  Till  God  diffuse  his  graces  down, 
Like  showers  of  heavenly  rain, 
In  vain  Apollos  sows  the  ground, 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 
HYMN  81.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Warts. 
Regeneration.  John  i.  13.  and  iii.  3,  &c 

1  "VTOT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 
J^l    Nor  rites  that  God  has  given, 
Nor  will  of  man,  uor  blood,  nor  birth, 

Can  raise  a  soul  to  heaven. 

2  The  sovereign  will  of  God  alone 

Creates  us  heirs  of  grace, 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new,  peculiar  race. 

3  The  Spirit,  like  some  heavenly  wind, 

Breathes  on  the  sons  of  flesh  ; 
New  models  all  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afresh. 

4  Our  quickened  souls  awake,  and  rise 

From  the  long  sleep  of  death  : 
On  heavenly  things  we  fix  our  eyes, 
And  praise  employs  our  breath. 
HYMN  82.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Tltc.  new  creation. 

1  \  TTEND,  while  God's  exalted  Son 
J\.  Doth  his  own  glories  shew ; 
Behold,  I  sit  upon  my  throne, 

Creating  all  things  new, 

2  Nature  and  sin  arc  passed  await, 

And  the  old  Adam  dies  ; 


HYMN"  LXXX1II. 

My  hands  a  new  foundation  lay  ; 

See  the  new  world  arise  ! 
3  Vll  be  a  sun  of  righteousness 

To  the  new  hem-ens  I  make  • 
None  hut  the  new-horn  heirs  of  grace 

My  glories  shall  partake. 
\  Mighty  Redeemer !  set  me  free 

From  my  old  state  of  sin  ; 
Oli,  make  my  soul  alive  to  thee, 

Create  new  powers  within  : 

5  Renew  mine  eyes,  and  form  mine  ears, 

And  mould  my  heart  afresh : 
Give  me  new  passions,  joys,  and  fears, 
And  turn  the  stone  to  flesh. 

6  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

From  sin,  and  earth,  and  hell ; 
In  the  new  world,  that  grace  has  made, 
I  would  forever  dwell. 

HYMN  83.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Walts. 
Adoption,  1  John,  iii.  1,  &c.  Gal.  iv.  6. 

1  T>  EHOLD  what  wondrous  grace 
±j  The  Father  has  bestow'd 

On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God  I 

2  'Tis  no  surprising  thing4, 
That  we  should  be  unknown  ; 

The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King. 
God's  everlasting  Son. 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 
How  great  we  must  be  made  ; 

But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

4  A  hope  so  much  divine 
May  trials  well  endure, 

May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin. 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 

5  If  in  my  Father's  love 
I  share  a  filial  part, 

Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 


380  HYMN  LXXXIV. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne  ; 
Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own." 

HYMN  84.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
Christians  the  sons  of  God,  John  i.  12. 1  John  hi. 

1  "VTOT  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 

J^M    Who  boast  the  honors  of  their  birth, 

Such  real  dignity  can  claim, 

As  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name. 

2  To  them  the  privilege  is  given 

To  be  the  sons  and  heirs  of  Heaven  ; 
Sons  of  the  God  who  reigns  on  high. 
And  heirs  of  joy  beyond  the  sky. 

3  On  them,  a  happy,  chosen  race, 
Their  Father  pours  his  richest  grace  : 
To  them  his  counsels  he  imparts, 
And  stamps  his  image  on  their  hearts. 

4  Their  infant  cries,  their  tender  age, 
His  pity  and  his  love  engage  : 

He  clasps  them  in  his  arms,  and  there 
Secures  them  with  parental  care. 

5  His  will  he  makes  them  early  know, 
And  teaches  their  young  feet  to  go  ; 
Whispers  instruction  to  their  minds. 
And  on  their  hearts  his  precepts  bind?. 

6  When  thro'  temptations  tbey  rebel, 
His  chastening  rod  he  makes  them  feel  : 
Then,  with  a  father's  tender  heart, 

He  sooths  the  pain,  and  heals  the  smart. 

7  Their  daily  wants  his  hands  supply  ; 
Their  steps  he  guards  with  watchful  eye. 
Leads  them  from  earth  to  heaven  aho>  t. 
And  crowns  them  with  eternal  love. 

8  If  I've  the  honor,  Lord,  to  be 
One  of  this  numerous  family, 
On  me  the  gracious  gift  bestow. 
To  call  thee  Abba,  Father,  too  ! 

9  So  may  my  conduct  ever  prove 
My  filial  piety  and  love  ' 


HYMN  LXXXV,  LXXVL  381 

While  all  my  brethren  clearly  trace 
Their  Father's  likeness  in  my  face. 

HYMN7  85.    Common  Metre.    Cowper. 
Walking  with  God,  Gen.  v.  24. 

1  y™VH,fora  closer  walk  with  God, 
\J  A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 
And  light  to  shine  upon  the  road, 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul  refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus,  and  his  word ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoy'd  ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  now  I  find  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest  ! 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  know  n, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
•  And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God  ; 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road, 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  86.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Religion  vain  ivithout  love.  1,  Cor.  xiii.  1,  2, 3. 

1  TJ  AD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jewsj 
JnL  And  nobler  speech  than  Angels  use, 
If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found, 

Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 

2  Were  I  inspir'd  to  preach,  and  tell. 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell ; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

1  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store, 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor  ; 


382  HYMN  LXXXVII,  LXXXVIII. 

Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 
To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name  ; 
4  If  love  to  God,  and  love  to  men, 
Be  absent,  all  my  hones  are  vain  ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

HYMN  87.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Self-rig htcousnesa  insufficient. 
1   IT  THERE  are  the  mourners,  *  saith  the  Lord. 
V  V     "  That  wait  and  tremble  at  my  word, 
"  That  walk  in  darkness  all  the  day  ? ' 
"  Come,  make  my  name  your  trust  ami  sta\ . 
i  "  No  works,  nor  duties,  of  your  own, 
"  Can  for  the  smallest  sin  atone  : 
"  +  The  robes,  that  nature  may  provide, 
"  Will  not  your  least  pollutions  hide. 
i  "  The  softest  couch  that  nature  knows, 
"  Can  give  the  conscience  no  repose  : 
"  Look  to  my  righteousness  and  live  ; 
"  Comfort  and  peace  are  mine  to  give.] 

4  "  Ye  sons  of  pride  that  kindle  coals, 

"  With  your  own  hands  to  warm  your  sou!*, 
"  Walk  in  the  fight  of  your  own  fire  ; 
"  Enjoy  the  spark,  that  ye  desire. 

5  "  This  is  jour  portion  at  my  hands, 

"  Hell  waits  you  with  her  iron  bands : 
*(  Ye  shall  lie  down  in  sorrow  there, 
•'  In  death,  in  darkness,  and  despair. 

HYMN  88.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Christian  virtue  ;  or,  The  difficulty  of  Conversion. 
I  Cl  TRAIT  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait , 
lO|  That  leads  to  joys  on*  high  ; 
'Tis  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 
While  crowds  mistake  and  die. 
Beloved  self  must  bo  deny'd. 
The  mind  and  will  renew'd, 
Passion  suppress'd,  and  patience  trj  'd, 
And  vain  desires  subdu'd. 

*  Jmah  1.  10.  11.    f  T'midh  xxviii.  20. 


!1\MX  LXXXIX.  31 

[  1  II'  sh  is  a  dangerous  Tor  to  grace, 
Where  it  prevails  and  rules ; 
Flrsfa  must  be  humbled,  pride  abas'd, 
Lest  they  destroy  our  souls.] 

4  I  lie  love  of*  gold  be  banish'd  henee, 

(That  vile  idolatry) 
And  every  member,  ev<  ry  sense, 
In  sweet  subjection  lie. 

5  The  tongue,  that  most  unruly  power, 

Requires  a  strong  restraint : 

We  must  be  Vi  atchful  every  hour, 

And  pray,  but  never  faint. 

0  Lord!  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm 

Fulfil  a  task  so  hard  1 
Thy  grace  must  all  my  work  perform, 
And  give  tlie  free  reward. 

HYMN  89.    Com.  Metre.    Dr.  Watts'  Sermons. 

Sins  and  sorrows  laid  before  God.    Job  xxiii.  3,  4. 

1  /~\  H,  that  I  knew  the  secret  place, 
V  J  Where  I  might  find  my  God ! 
I'd  spread  my  wains  before  his  face, 

And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  I'd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise  ; 

What  sorrows  I  sustain  ; 
How  graee  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take, 

To  wrestle  with  my  God  ; 
I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  salve, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 

And  heal  my  broken  bones ; 
He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  saints, 
The  language  of  their  groans. 
11  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress, 
And  banish  every  fear  ; 
He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  spread  thy  sorrows  there-. 


1M  HYMN  XC,  XCI. 

HYMN  90.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 

Noah  preserved  in  the  ark,  and  the  believer  in  Chrht. 

1  Pet.  iii.  20.  21. 

1  rpHE  Deluge,  at  th' Almighty's  call, 

X     In  «  hat  impetuous  streams  it  fell  1 
Swallow'd  the  mountains  in  its  rage, 
And  swept  a  guilty  world  to  hell. 

2  In  vain  the  tallest  sous  of  pride 
Pled  from  the  close-pursuing  wave ; 
Nor  could  their  mightiest  towers  defend, 
Nor  swiftness  'scape,  nor  courage  save. 

}  How  dire  the  wreck  !  how  loud  the  roar  '. 
How  shrill  the  universal  cry 
Of  millions  in  the  last  despair, 
Re-echo'd  from  the  lowering  sky ! 

4  Yet  Noah,  humble,  happy  saint, 
Surrounded  with  the  chosen  few , 
Sat  in  his  ark,  secure  from  fear, 

And  sang  the  grace  that  steer'd  him  thro". 

5  So  I  may  sing,  in  Jesus  safe, 

While  storms  of  vengeance  round  me  fall. 
Conscious  how  high  my  hopes  are  fix'd, 
Beyond  what  shakes  this  earthly  ball. 

6  Enter  thine  ark,  while  patience  waits, 
Nor  ever  quit  that  sure  retreat ; 

Then  the  wide  flood,  which  buries  earth, 
Shall  waft  thee  to  a  fairer  seat. 

7  Nor  wreck,  nor  ruin,  there  is  seen ; 
There  not  a  wave  of  trouble  rolls ; 

But  the  bright  rainbow  round  the  throne 
Seals  endless  life  to  all  their  souls, 

HYMN  91.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
Perseverance  desired. 
i    XESUS,  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 
•J    Thou  hast  redeem'd  me  with  thy  blood : 
By  ties,  botli  nat'ral  and  (Urine, 
I  am,  and  ever  will  be  thine. 
1  But  ah  !  should  my  inconstant  heart. 
Ere  I'm  aware,  from  thee  depart. 


HYMN  XCII.  J 

What  dire  reproach,  would  fall  on  me. 

for  such  ingratitude  to  thee  I 
3  The  thought  I  dread,  the  crime  I  hate. 

The  gviilt,  the  shame,  I  deprecate  : 

And  yet,  so  mighty  are  my  foes, 

1  dare  not  trust  my  warmest  vows, 
•l  Pity  my  frailty,  dearest  Lord, 

Grace  in  the  needful  hour  afford  : 

Oil,  steel  this  timorous  heart  of  mine, 

AVith  fortitude  and  love  divine. 
S  So  shall  I  triumph  o*er  my  fears, 

And  gather  joys  from  all  my  tears : 

So  shall  I  to  the  world  proclaim 

The  honors  of  the  Christian  name. 

HYMN  92.    Short  Metre.    Rippon. 
Salvation  by  grace,  from  the  first  to  last.    Eph.  jj. 

1  r^\  RACE  !  'tis  a  charming  sound  .' 
VX   Harmonious  to  the  ear  ! 

Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  al  1  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contriv'd  a  way 
To  save  rebellious  mjn  ; 

And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew-  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  [Grace  first  inscribed  my  name 
In  God's  eternal  book  ; 

rT\vas  Grace  that  gave  me  to  the  Lamb. 
Who  all  my  sorrows  took.] 

4  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 
To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 

And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

5  [Grace  taught  my  soul  to  pray, 
And  made  my  eyes  o'erflow  : 

Twas  grace  that  kept  me  to  this  day. 
And  will  not  let  me  go.] 

6  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown. 
Thro'  everlasting  days ; 

tt  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone. 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 


336  HYMN  XCI1I,  XCIV. 

HYMN  93.    Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watt* 

Breathing  after  the  holy  Sjnrit ;  or,  Fervency  of 

tion  desired. 
1  f^  O  ME,  holy  Spirit, heavenly  dove, 
Vy   With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 
"  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below , 
Fond  of  these  trifling  toys  : 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly,  nor  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 
3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs  ; 
In  vain  we  strive  to  rise : 
Hosamias  languish  on  our  tongues; 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

1  Dear  Lord !  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor,  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 
5  Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

HYMN  94.    Long  Metre.    B . 

Prayer  for  the  influences  of  the  Sjiirit. 
X  /^1  OME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 
\y   AVith  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide. 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  Conduct  us  safe,  conduct  us  far 
From  every  sin  and  hurtful  snare  ; 
Lead  to  thy  word,  that  rides  must  give, 
And  teach  us  lessons  how  to  live. 

3  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display. 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  v. ay 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

4  Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

That  wc  mirst  take  to  dwell  with  God 


JjYMX  xcv,  xcvi.  9R 

Lead  usto  Christ,  die  living  way, 

Nor  let  us  from  his  pastures  straj 
5  Lend  us  to  God,  our  final  re>t, 
In  his  enjoyment  to  be  blessYl  : 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  the  seat  of  bliss, 
Where  pleasure  hi  perfection  is. 

HYMN  95.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  operations  oft/ie  Holy  Spirit. 

1  T7»  TERNAL  Spirit !  we  confess, 

_|_i   And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  : 
Thy  power  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

2  Enljghten'd  by  thy  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day  ; 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin  ; 
Our  wild,  imperious  lusts  subdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

-4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice  ; 
Thy  che  ring  words  awake  our  joys  ; 
Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 
And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

HYMN  96.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Tiie  witnessing  and  scaling  Spirit.    Rom.  viii.  14,  16. 

Eph.  i.  13, 14. 
1  "TTy"HY  should  the  children  of  a  King 
V  V     Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 

Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 
Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 

And  show  my  sins  forgiven  ? 
Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  mv  heart, 
Th.tt  I  am  born  of  God. 


388  HYMN  XCVII,  XCM11. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 
The  pledge  of joys  to  come  ; 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  dove, 
Will  safe  convey  me  home. 

HYMN  97.    Long  Metre.    Itippon. 

Influence  of  the  Spirit. 

IAS  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
J\.  Jesus  shall  shed  his  blessings  down, 
Crown'd  with  whose  life-infusing  drops, 
Earth  shall  renew  her  blissful  crops. 

2  Lands,  that  beneath  a  burning  sky 
Have  long  been  desolate  and  dry, 
Tli'  effusions  of  his  love  shall  share, 
And  sudden  greens  and  herbage  wear. 

3  The  dews  and  rains,  in  all  their  store, 
Drenching  the  pastures  o'er  and  o'er, 
Ave  not  so  copious  as  that  grace, 
Which  sanctities  and  saves  our  race. 

4  As  in  soft  silence  vernal  showers 
Descend,  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers, 
So  in  the  secrecy  of  love, 

Falls  the  sweet  influence  from  above. 

5  That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find 
In  holy  silence  of  the  mind  ; 

While  every  grace  maintains  its  bloom, 
Diffusing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

6  Nor  let  these  blessings  be  confin'd 
To  me,  but  pour'd  on  all  mankind, 
'Till  earth's  wide  wastes  in  verdure  rise, 
And  a  young  Eden  bless  our  eyes. 

HYMN  98.    Long  Metre.    Steele. 
The  influences  of  the  Spirit  experienced. 
John  xiv.  16,  17. 
]  jAEAR  Lord,  and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest 
I J  In  such  a  wretched  heart  as  mine  ? 
Unworthy  dwelling  !  glorious  Guest ! 
Favor  astonishing,  divine  ! 
J  When  sin  prevails,  and  gloomy  fear. 
And  hone  ahw),',  e\j>h-es  in  nighty 


HYMN  XCIX.  389 

I  oid  can  thy  Spirit  then  be  here, 
Great  spring  of  comfort,  lift-,  and  light  f 
Sun  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigli  : 
'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart : 
Else  would  my  hopes  forever  die, 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 
1  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 
Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 
The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 
And  bid  my  drooping  powers  rejoice  ? 

5  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires ; 
Can  it  be  less  than  power  divine, 
Whicli  animates  these  strong  desires  ? 

6  What  less  than  thine  Almighty  word 
Can  raise  my  heart  from  earth  and  dust ; 
And  bid  me  cleave  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
My  life,  my  treasure,  and  my  trust  ? 

'  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, 
"  I  love  my  God,  and  taste  his  grace," 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray, 
Which  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace  ? 

8  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 
For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  love, 
And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart, 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 

HYMN  99.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Conviction  of  sin  by  tfie  laxv.    Rom.  vii.  8,  9, 14,  2a, 

1  X   ORD,  how  secure  my  conscience  was, 

I  a   And  felt  no  inward  dread  I 
I  was  alive  without  the  law, 
And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 

2  My  hopes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  bright ; 

But  since  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing  power  and  light, 

I  find  how  vile  I  am. 
My  guilt  appear'd  but  small  before, 

'Till  terribly  I  saw 
How  perfect,  holy,  just,  and  pure, 

Was  tliine  eternal  law. 


390  HYMN"  C,  CI. 

4  Then  f.  ll  my  soul  the  heavy  load  : 

My  sius  reviv'd  again  : 
I  had  provok'd  a  dreadful  God, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  slain. 

5  I'm  like  a  helpless  captive  sold, 

Under  the  power  of  sin  : 
I  cannot  do  the  good  I  would, 
Nor  keep  my  conscience  clean. 

6  My  God,  I  cry  with  every  breath 

For  some  kind  power  to  save, 
To  break  the  yoke  of  sin  and  death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  slave. 

HYMN  100.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  Pliarisee  and  Publican.    Luke  xviii.  10,  &.«:. 

1  T>  EHOLD  how  sinners  disagree, 
_D    The  Publican  and  Pharisee  ! 
One  doth  his  righteousness  proclaim. 
The  other  owns  his  guilt  and  shame. 

2  This  man  at  humble  distance  stands, 
And  cries  for  grace  with  lifted  hands : 
That,  boldly  rises  near  the  throne. 
And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 

3  The  Lord  their  different  language  knows, 
And  different  answers  he  bestows  ; 

The  humble  soul  with  grace  he  crowns, 
While  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns. 

4  Dear  Father,  let  me  never  be 
Join'd  with  the  boasting  Pharisee  ; 
I  have  no  merits  of  my  own. 

But  plead  the  sufferings  of  thy  Son. 

HYMN  101.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Repentance  from   a  sense  of  divine  goodness  :  or,  A 

complaint  of  ingratitude. 

1  TS  this  the  kind  return, 

X  Are  these  the  thanks  we  owe. 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 

Whence  all  our  blessings  flow  i 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 
Has  sin  redue'd  our  rukid  ' 


HYMN  CII. 

What  strange  rebellious  wretches  we3 
And  tiod  as  strangely  kind  ! 
[3  On  us  he  bids  tin-  sun 
Shed  his  reviving  rays  ; 

For  us  tht  skies  their  circles  run, 
To  lengthen  out  our  days. 

4  The  brutes  obey  their  God, 
And  bow  their  necks  to  men  ; 

But  we,  more  base,  more  brutish  things, 
Reject  his  easy  reign.} 

5  Turn,  turn  us,  might)  God, 
And  mould  cur  souls  afresh  ; 

Break,  sovereign  grace,  these  hearts  of  stone, 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh. 

6  Let  past  ingratitude 
Provoke  our  weeping  eyes. 

And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 
Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 

HYMN'  102.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  repenting  prodigal.    Luke  x  v.  13,  &c. 

1  ~0  EKOLD  the  wretch,  whose  lust  and  wine 
A3  Had  wasted  his  estate. 

He  begs  a  share  amongst  the  swine, 
To  taste  the  husks  they  eat  ! 

2  I  die  with  hunger  here,  he  cries, 

/  starve  in  fbreign  lands  ; 
My  Father's  house  has  large  supplies. 
And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 

3  Fllgo,  and  with  a  mournful  tongue. 

Fall  down  before  his  face  ; 
Father,  I've  done  thy  justice  wrong. 
Nor  can  deserve  ihij  grace. 

4  He  said,  and  hasten'd  to  his  home. 

To  seek  his  Father's  love  ; 
The  Father  saw  the  rebel  come, 
And  all  his  bow  els  move. 

5  He  ran,  and  fell  upon  Lis  neck, 

Embrac'd  and  kiss'd  his  son  ; 
The  rebel's  heart  with  sorrow  brake 
For  fellies  he  had  done. 


3J»  HYMN  CHI,  CIV. 

6  Take  off  his  clotlws  of  .shame  and  sin, 

The  Father  gives  command  ; 
Dress  him  in  garments  white  and  clean. 
IVuh  rings  adorn  his  hand. 

7  A  daij  of  feasting  I  ordabi ; 

Let  mirth  and  joy  abound  : 
My  son  was  dead,  and  lives  again, 
IVas  lost,  and  now  is  found. 
HYMN  1.03.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Walts. 
Sincerity  and  hypocrisy ;  or,  Formality  in  worship. 
John  iv.  24.     Psalm  exxxix.  23,  21. 

1  /^l  OD  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise  ; 
\J    He  sees  our  inmost  mind  ; 

In  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  cries. 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honor  can  appear  : 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known, 

Thro'  the  d:'sguise  they  wear. 
J  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies, 

Their  bended  knees  the  ground  : 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice. 

Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 

1  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways, 

And  make  my  soul  sincere  ; 
Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 
HYMN  104.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
A  living  and  a  dead  faith,  collected  from  several 

scriptures. 
i  A  MISTAKEN  souls  !  that  dream  of  heaven, 
_!_▼'  \    And  make  their  empty  boast 
Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

2  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead, 

None  but  a  living  power  unites 

To  Christ  the  bring  head. 

3  'Tis  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart  ; 

'Tis  faith  that  works  by  love  ; 


HYMN  CV.  393 

fhat  bids  nil  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 
4  'Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell 
By  a  clfstial  power  ; 
This  is  the  grace  that  shall  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hour. 
[5  Faitli  must  obey  her  Father's  will, 
As  well  as  trust  his  grace  : 
A  pardoning  God  is  j.alous  still 
For  his  own  holiness. 

6  When  from  the  curse  he  sets  us  free. 

He  makes  our  natures  clean ; 
Nor  \\  ould  he  send  his  Son  to  be 
The  minister  of  sin. 

7  His  Spirit  purifies  our  frame, 

And  seals  our  p^ac-  with  God  : 
Jesus  and  his  salvation  cane 
By  water  and  by  blood.] 

HYMN  105.    Common  Metre.    Br.  Watts. 
Characters  of  the  children  of  God,  from  several  scrip- 
tures. 
1  CJO  new  born  babes  desire  the  breast 
k3   To  feed,  and  grow,  and  thrive ; 
So  saints  with  ioy  the  gospel  taste, 
And  by  tluj  gospel  live. 
[2  With  inward  gust  their  heart  approves 
All  that  tht  word  relates  ; 
They  love  the  men,  their  Father  loves, 
And  h?.te  the  works,  lie  hates.] 
[3  Not  all  the  flattr  ring  baits  on  earth 
Can  make  them  slaves  to  lust ; 
They  can't  forget  their  heavenly  birth. 
Nor  grovel  in  the  dust. 

4  Not  all  the  chairs,  that  tyrants  use, 

Shall  bind  their  souls  in  vice  : 
Faitli,  like  a  conqueror,  can  produce 
A  thousand  victories.] 

5  Grace,  like  an  uncorrupted  seed. 
Abides  and  r<  igns  within  ; 

Immortal  principles  forbid 
The  sons  of  God  to  sin.] 


94  HYMN  CVI. 

0  [Not  by  the  terrors  of  a  slave 

Do  they  perforin  his  will, 
But  with  the  noblest  powers  they  ham 
His  sweet  commands  fulfil.] 
7   They  find  access  at  every  hour, 
To  God  within  the  veil  ; 
Hence  they  derive  a  quickening  power 
And  joys  that  never  fail. 
i  O  happy  souls !  O  glorious  state 
Of  overflow  ing  grace  ! 
To  dwell  so  near  their  Father's  seat. 
And  see  his  lovely  face  I 
■J  Lord,  I  address  thy  heavenly  throne  : 
Call  me  a  child  of  thine  ; 
Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 
To  form  my  heart  divine. 
;0  There  shed  thy  choicest  love  abroad, 
And  make  my  comforts  strong  ; 
Then  shall  I  say,  My  Father,  Guc', 
With  an  unwavering  tongue, 

HYMN  106.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts 
Parting  ~,vit}i  carnal  jmjs. 

1  ~\/T  Y  sonl  forsakes  her  vam  delight, 
iVL   And  bids  the  world  farewell  ; 
Base  as  the  dirt  beneath  my  feet, 

And  mischievous  as  hell. ' 
I  No  longer  will  I  ask  your  love, 
Nor  seek  your  friendship  more . 
The  happiness  that  I  approft 
Is  not  within  your  power. 
3  There's  nothing  in  this  dull  abode 
That  suits  my  large  desire  ; 
To  boundless  io"y  and  lasting  good 
My  nobler  thoughts  aspire. 
1  [Where  pleasure  rolls  its  living  flood. 
From  sin  and  dross  refin'd, 
Still  springing  from  the  throne  of  God, 
And  fit  to  cheer  the  mind. 
5  Th'  almighty  Ruler  of  the  sphere. 
The  glorious  and  the  :■•!•< « t , 


ii\M.\    Oil,  CVHI. 

Brings  his  own  all-suiliciencv  there 
To  make  our  bliss  complete.] 
(i  Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
I'd  climb  the  henvenl\  road  : 
There  sits  my  Saviour  {best  in  love, 
And  there  ray  smiling  God. 
HYMN  107.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Wale. 
Love  to  Cod. 

1  TTAPPY  the  heart,  where  grates  reign, 
XX  Where  love  inspires  the  breast : 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 

And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge, afes  !  'tis  all  in  vain  ; 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear  : 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
if  love  be  absent  there. 
lis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 
In  swift  obedience  move  ; 
he  devils  know,  and  tremble  too, 
But  devils  cannot  love. 
4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings., 
When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  ; 
"Tis  this  shall  strike  our  .joyful  strings 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  biiss. 
i  Before  we  quite  forsake  out-  clay, 
Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 
To  see  our  si  ailing  God. 
HYMN10S.    Long  Metre.     Dr.  Watts. 
The  vanity  of  creatures  ;  or,  No  rest  on  earth 

1  AT  AX  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires  ; 
Jj?X  He  burns  within  wick,  restless  fires ; 
Tost  to  and  fro.  his  passions  fiy 

From  vanity  to  vanity. 

2  In  vain  on  earth  we  hope  to  find 
Some  solid  good  to  fill  the  mind  : 
We  try  new  pleasure1:,  but  we  feel 
The  inward  thirst  and  torment  still. 

i  So  when  a  raging  fever  burns, 
We  shift  from  side  to  side  by  tarns. : 


m  HYMN  CIX,  CX. 

And  'tis  a  poor  relief  we  gain, 
To  change  the  place,  but  keep  the  pain, 
4  Great  God  !  subdue  this  vicious  thirst. 
This  love  to  vanity  and  dust  ; 
Cure  the  vile  fever  of  the  mind, 
And  feed  our  souls  with  joys  rttiivd. 

HYMN  109.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  "Walts. 
Submission  to  afflictive  providences.    Job  i.  2  i . 

1  VTAKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came. 
11M     And  crept  to  life  at  first, 

We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  our  dust. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  foixlly  call  our  own. 
Are  but  short  favors  borrow 'd  now. 
To  be  repaid  anon. 

3  Tis  God  that  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave, 
He  gives,  and  (blessed  be  his  name  ! 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then  ; 

Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will, 

And  every  murmur  die. 
s  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread, 
And  we'll  adore  the  justice  too. 

That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 

HYMN  110.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  humble  enlightened,  and  carnal  reason  humbled 

or,  The  sovereignty  of  grace.    Luke  x.  21, 22. 

1  r~r\  HERE  was  an  hour  when  Christ  rejoie'd, 

J      And  spoke  his  joy  in  words  of  praise  : 
"  Father,  I  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 
"  Lord  of  the  earth,  and  heavens,  and  seas. 

2  "  I  thank  thy  sovereign  power  and  love, 
"  That  crowns  my  doctrine  with  suceess ; 
'•  And  makes  the  babes  in  knowledge  learn 

•:  The  heights,  and  breadths,  and  lengths  of  grace 


HYMN  CXI,  CXII. 

J  u  But  all  this  glory  lies  conccal'd, 
"  From  men  of  prudence  ami  of  wit : 
"  The  prince  of  darkness  blinds  their  eyes, 
"  And  their  own  pride  resists  the  light, 

4  "  Father  'tis  thus,  because  thy  will 

"  Chose  and  ordain 'd  it  should  be  so  ; 
"  'Tis  thy  delight  t'  abase  tlie  proud, 
"  Ami  lay  the  haughty  scorntr  low. 

5  "  There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right . 
"  But  those  who  learn  it  from  the  Son  ; 

'•  Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  receiv'd, 

"  But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known." 

0  Then  let  our  souls  adore  our  God, 
That  deals  his  graces  as  he  please  ; 
Nor  gives  to  mortals  an  account, 
Or  of  his  actions  or  decrees. 

HYMN  ill.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Afflictions  and  death  under  providence*    Job  v.  t 

1  T^T  OT  from  the  dust  affliction  grows, 
J^|    Nor  troubles  rise  by  chance  ; 
Yet  we  are  horn  to  cares  and  woes  ; 

A  sad  inheritance ! 
I  As  sparks  break  out  from  burning  coals. 
And  still  are  upwards  borne  ; 
So  grief  is  rooted  in  our  souls, 
And  man  grows  up  to  mourn. 

3  Yet  with  my  God  I  leave  my  cause, 

And  trust  his  promis'd  grace  ; 
He  rules  me  by  his  well-known  laws 
Of  love  and  righteousness. 

4  Not  all  the  pains,  that  ere  I  bore, 

Shall  spoil  my  future  peace, 

For  death  and  hell  can  do  no  more 

Than  what  my  father  please. 

HYMN  112.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Holiness  and  grace.    Tit.  ii.  10— I" . 
il  CI  O  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
*5  The  holy  gospel  we  profess  ; 


3*8  HYMN  CXIII. 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine. 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Tli  is  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour-God  ; 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  deny'd, 
Passions,  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  : 
Whilst  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessid  hope. 
The  bright  appearance;  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

HYMN  113.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

T/w,  christian  race.    Isa.  xl.  28,  29,  30. 31. 

1  A   WAKE  our  souls,  (away  our  fears  ; 
XI  Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone  .; 
Awake  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 

And  put  a  cheerful  courage"on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint  ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
That  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power. 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young. 

And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 
Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply, 
While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

H  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air. 
We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  Ay, 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road- 


HYMNT  CXIV,  CXV.  399 

HYMN  114.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

spiritual  apparel,  fvix.)   The  vofic  ofrighfebi 

and  garinents  of  salvation.    Isa.  lxi.  10. 

1  A    WAKE  my  heart,  arise  my  tongue, 
XV  Prepare  a  tuneful  voice  ; 
In  God,  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 

Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 

2  'Tis  he  adorn  M  my  naked  soul, 

And  made  salvation  mine  : 

Upon  a  poor  polluted  worm 

He  makes  his  graces  shine. 

3  And,  lest  the  shadow  of  a  spot 

Should  on  my  soul  be  found, 
He  took  the  Robe,  the  Saviour  wrought. 
And  cast  it  all  around. 
1  How  far  this  heavenly  robe  exceeds 
What  earthly  princes  wear  ! 
These  ornaments,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  white  the  garments  are  ! 

5  The  Spirit  wrought  my  faith  and  love. 

And  hope  and  every  grace  ; 

But  Jesus  spent  his  life  to  work 

The  robe  of  righteousness. 

6  Strangely,  my  soul,  art  thou  array  \1, 

By  the  great  sacred  Three  I 
In  sweetest  harmony  of  praise, 
Let  aU  thy  powers  agree. 
HYMN  115.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts, 
Love  and  charity.    1  Cor.  xiii.  2— 7— 1'2. 

1  T  ET  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 
JLi  Their  faith  and  zeal  declare, 
All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 

If  love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  suffers  long  with  patient  eye, 

Nor  is  provok'd  in  haste  ; 
She  lets  the  present  injury  die, 
Aad  Ion  q;  forgets  the  past. 
J  Malice  and  rage,  those  fires  of  hell, 
She  quenches  with  her  tougue  ; 
Hopes  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  ill, 
Tho>  she  endures  the  wong.] 


400  HYMN  CXVI,  cxvn. 

[4  She  ne'r  desires  nor  set- ks  to  knew 
The  scandals  of  the  time  ; 
Nor  looks  with  pride  on  thos.-  below. 
Nor  envies  those  that  clii.ib.] 
.5  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by, 
To  seek  her  neighbor's  good : 
So  God's  own  .Son  came  dow  u  to  die, 
And  bought  our  lives  with  blood. 
6  Love  is  the  grace  that  keeps  her  power, 
In  all  the  realms  above ; 
There,  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  saints  forever  love. 

HYMN  116.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watt-. 
We  zvalk  by  faith,  not  by  sight. 

1  'Hn  IS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

_L     We  walk  thro'  deserts  dark  as  night . 
'Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home ; 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies, 
She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear ; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desart  through. 
While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray, 
Tho'  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow. 
And  rocks  and  dangers  till  the  way. 

4  So  Abra'm  by  divine  command, 
Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God  ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 
And  fir'd  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

HYMN  117.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Unfruitf illness,  ignorance,  and  unsanctified  affect'^' 

1  T   ONG  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 
JLi  Of  thy  salvation,  Lord  ! 

But  still  how  weak  my  faith  is  found. 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word  ! 

2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place. 

And  hear  almost  in  Vain  ; 


HYMN'  CXVIII.  I'l 

How  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 

My  memory  can  retain  ! 
[3  My  hope,  my  portion,  and  my  God, 

How  little  art  thou  known 
By  all  the  judgments  oi'tliy  red, 

And  blessings  of  tliy  tin-one  !] 
[4  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love  ! 

How  negligent  my  fear  '. 
How  low  my  hope  of  joys  above! 

How  few  affections  there ! 

5  Great  God  !  thy  sovereign  power  impart, 

To  give  thy  \v  ord  success : 
Write  ihy  saivation  in  my  heart, 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 

6  Shew  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high  • 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die.] 

HYMN  113.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 
Bchig  in  the  fear  of  God  all  the  day  long.  Prov.  xxiii.  17, 

1  r«^  HR1CE  luii>py  souls,  who,  horn  of  heaven, 

JL       While  yet  they  sojourn  here, 
Humbly  hi  gin"  their  days  with  God, 
And  spend  them  in  his  ftar  ! 

2  So  may  our  eyes  with  holy  zeal 

Prevent  the  dawning  day  ; 
And  turn  the  sacred  pages  o*er, 
AjkI  praise  thy  name,  and  pray  ! 

3  'Mid  hourly  cares  may  lore' present 

Its  incense  to  thy  throne  ; 
And,  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 
Our  hearts  he  thine  alone  ! 
i  As  sanctified  to  noblest  ends. 
Be  each  refreshment  sought; 
And  by  each  various  providence 
Some  wise  instruction  brought ! 
5  When  to  laborious  duties  cali'd, 
Or  by  t  mptations  try'd, 
We'll  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  in  thy  strength  confide 
Ff 


102  HYMN  CXIX. 

6  As  different  scenes  of  life  arise, 

Oar  grateful  hearts  would  be 
With  thee,  amidst  the  social  band, 
In  solitude  with  thee. 

7  At  night  we  lean  our  weary  heads 

On  thy  paternal  breast ; 
And,  safely  folded  in  thine  arms, 
Resign  our  powers  to  rest. 

8  In  solid,  pure  delights,  like  these, 

Let  all  my  days  be  past ; 
Nor  shall  I  then  impatient  wish, 
Nor  shall  I  fear  the  last. 

HYMN  119.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts'  Sermons. 

Gravity  and  Decency. 

1  T>  EHOLD  the  Sons,  the  Heirs  of  God, 
_D  So  dearly  bought  with  Jesus'  blood  ! 
Are  they  not  born  to  heavenly  joys, 
And  shall  they  stoop  to  earthly  toys  ? 

2  Can  laughter  feed  th'  immortal  mind  ? 
Were  spirits  of  celestial  kind 

Made  for  a  jest,  for  sport  and  play, 
To  wear  out  time,  and  waste  the  day  ? 

3  Doth  vain  discourse,  or  empty  mirth, 
Well  suit  the  honors  of  their  birth  ? 
Shall  they  be  fond  of  gay  attire, 
Which  children  love,  and  fools  admire. 

4  What  if  we  wear  the  richest  vest ; 
Peacocks  and  flies  are  better  rirest : 
This  flesh,  with  all  its  gaudy  forms, 
Must  drop  to  dust  and  "feed  the  worms. 

5  Lord,  raise  our  hearts  and  passions  higher  ; 
Touch  our  vain  souls  with  saertd  fire  : 
Then,  with  fi  heaven  directed  eye, 

We'll  pass  these  glittering  trifles  by, 

6  We'll  look  on  all  the  toys  below 
With  such  disdain  as  Angels  do  ; 
And  wait  the  call,  that  bids  us  rise 
To  mansions  promis'd  in  the  skies. 


HYMN  CXX,  CXXI.  403 

HYMN  120.    Long  Metre.    Rippon. 
Liberality ;  or,  The  duty  and  pleasures  ofbenevoleive. 

1  /~|H,  what  stupendous  mercy  shines 
\J  Around  the  majesty  of  heaven! 
Rebels  he  deigns  to  call  his  sous, 
Their  souls  renew 'd,  their  sins  forgiven. 

2  Go,  imitate  the  grace  divine, 
The  grace  that  blazes  like  a  sun : 
Hold  forth  your  fair,  tho'  feeble  light. 
Through  all  your  lives  let  mercy  run. 

3  Upon  your  bounty's  willing  wings, 
Swift  let  the  great  salvation  fly  !  J 
The  hungry  feed,  the  naked  clothe, 
To  pain  and  sickness  help  apply. 

4  Pity  xhi  Aveeping  widow's  woe, 
And  be  her  counsellor  and  stay  ; 
Adopt  the  fatherless,  and  smooth 
To  useful,  happy  life,  his  way. 

5  Let  age,  with  want  and  weakness  bow'd. 
Your  bowels  of  compassion  move  ; 

Let  e'en  your  enemies  be  bless'd, 
Their  hatred  recompensed  with  love. 

6  When  all  is  done,  renounce  your  deeds, 
Renounce  self-righteousness  with  scorn  ; 
Thus  will  you  glorify  jour  God, 

And  thus  the  Christian  name  adorn. 
HYMN  121.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 
Love  to  our  Neighbour;  or.  The  good  Semiaritettu 
Luke  x.  29—37. 

1  ~J~j*  ATHER  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace, 
J?      AD  powerful  from  above, 

To  form,  in  our  obedient  souls, 
The  image  of  thy  love. 

2  Oh,  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

That  generous  pleasure  know  ; 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 

And  weep  for  others'  woe. 
S  "When  the  most  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  Ioav  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 

And  swift  mr  hands  to  aid. 


404  HYMN  CXXII,  CXXIII. 

4  So  Jesus  look*d  on  dying  man, 

When  thron'd  above  the  skit  s ; 
And,  "midst  the  embraces  of  his  God, 
He  felt  compassion  rise. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground ; 
And  shed  the  richest  of  his  blood, 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 

HYMN  122.    Short  Metre.    Fawcett. 
Love  to  l/ic  Brethren. 

1  T>  LEST  be  the  tie,  that  binds 
JJ  Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ; 

The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  tin-one 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers ; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes  ; 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear ; 

And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 
It  gives  us  inward  pain, 

But  we  shall  still  be.join'd  in  heart. 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 
Our  courage  by  the  way ; 

While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 
And  sin,  we  shall  be  free  ; 

And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

HYMN  123.    Short  Metre.    Beddome. 
Christian  Lave.    Galations  ill.  28. 
1  T    ET  party-names  no  more 

I  j  The  Christian  world  o'erspread; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 


HYMN  CXXIV,  CXXV.  405 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth, 
Let  mutual  love  be  found; 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 

Witli  mutual  blessings  crown'd. 

3  Let  envy ,  child  of  hell ! 
Be  banish'd  far  away  ; 

Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell. 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above, 

Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 
HYMN  124.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Love  and  hatred.     Phil.  ii.  2.    Eph.  iv.  30,  &c. 

1  ^VT"OW  by  the  bowels  of  my  God, 

J^l     His  sharp  distress,  his  sore  complaints, 
By  his  last  groans,  his  dying  blood, 
I  charge  my  soul  to  love  the  saints. 

2  Clamor,  and  wrath,  and  war  begone ; 
Envy  and  spite  forever  cease ; 

Let  bitter  words  no  more  be  known, 

Among  the  saints,  the  sons  of  peace. 
S  The  spirit  like  a  peaceful  dove, 

Flies  tram  the  realms  of  noise  and  strife  : 

Why  sliould  we  vex  and  grieve  his  love, 

Who  seals  our  souls  to  heavenly  life  ? 
4  Tender  and  kind  be  all  our-thoughts, 

Thro'  all  our  lives  let  mercy  run : 

So  God  forgives  our  numerous  faults, 

For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  his  Son. 
HYMN  125.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  S.  Stennett. 
Pride  lamented. 

1  f\FT  have  I  turn'dmy  eye  within, 
VJ  And  brought  to  light  some  latent  sin. 
But  pride,  the  vice  I  most  detest, 

Still  lurks  securely  in  my  breast. 

2  Here  with  a  thousand  arts  she  tries 
To  dress  me  in  a  fair  disguise. 

To  make  a  guilty,  wretched  worm 
Put  on  an  Angel's  brightest  form. 


406  HYMN  CXXVI. 

3  She  hides  my  follies  from  mine  eyes, 
Ami  lifts  my  virtues  to  the  skies ; 
And  while  the  specious  tale  she  tells, 
Her  own  deformity  conceals. 

4  Rend,  O  my  God,  the  veil  away, 
Bring  forth  the  monster  to  the  day  ; 
-Expose  her  hidtous  form  to  view, 
And  all  her  restless  power  subdue. 

6  So  shall  humility  divine- 
Again  possess  this  heart  of  mine ; 
And  form  a  trniple  for  my  God, 
"Which  he  will  make  his  lov'd  abode. 

HYMN  126.    Common  Metre.    Newton. 
Remembrance  of  happier  days. 

1  Q  WEET  was  the  tune  when  first  I  felt 

0  '1  he  Saviours  pardoning  blood 
Applied,  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 

And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveal'd, 

His  praises  tun'd  my  tongue ; 
And,  when  the  evening  shades  prevail'd, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  vain  the  tempter  spread  his  wiles  ; 

The  world  no  move  could  charm ; 

1  liv*d  upon  m>  Saviour's  smiles, 

And  lean'd  upon  his  arm. 

4  In  prayer  my  soul  diew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  liis  glory  shine  ; 
And,  when  I  read  liis  holy  Word, 
I  call'd  each  promise  mine. 

5  Then  to  his  saints  I  often  spokf, 

Of  what  his  Iovp  had  done ; 
But  now  my  heart  is  almost  broke, 
For  all  my  joys  are  gone. 

6  Now,  when  the  evening  shade  prevails, 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns  ; 
And,  when  the  mam  the  light  reveals. 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

7  My  prayers  are  now  an  empty  noise, 

For  Jesus  hides  his  face  ; 


HYMN  CXXVII.  407 

1  read  ;  the  promise  meets  my  eyes, 

But  will  not  reach  my  case. 
8  Now  Satan  threatens  to  prevail, 

And  make  my  soul  his  prej  ; 
Yet,  Lord,  thy  mercies  cannot  fail  ; 

Oh,  come  without  delay. 

HYMN  127.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  Pilgrimage  of  the  Saints  ;  or,  Eailh  and  Heaven. 

1  T    ORD  !  what  a  wretched  land  is  this, 
j_A     That  yields  us  no  supply, 

No  cheering  fruits,  no  wholesome  trees, 
Nor  streams  of  living  joy  ! 

2  But  piercing  thorns  through  all  the  ground, 

And  mortal  poisons  grow  ; 

And  all  the  rivtrs  that  are  found, 

With  dangerous  waters  flow. 

3  Yet  the  dear  path  to  thine  ahode 

Lies  thro'  this  weary  land  ; 
Lord  !  we  would  keep  that  heavenly  road, 

And  run  at  thy  command, 
[4  Our  souls  shall  tread  the  desart  thro' 

With  undiverted  feet ; 
And  faith  and  flaming  zeal  subdue 

The  terrors  that  we  meet  J 
[5  A  thousand  savage  beasts  of  prey 

Around  the  forest  roam  ; 
But  Judah's  lion  guards  the  way, 

And  guides  the  strangers  home.] 
6  Long  nights  and  darkness  dwell  below. 

With  scarce  a  twinkling  ray  ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  we  go, 

Is  everlasting  day.] 
By  glimmering  hopes,  and  gloomy  fears, 

Wc-  trace  the  s-acred  road  ; 
Thro'  dismal  deeps  and  dangerous  snarts. 

We  make  our  way  to  God.] 
Our  journey  is  a  thorny  maze. 

But  we  march  upwards  still ; 
Fovget  these  troubles  of  the  v\ay, 

And  reach  at  Sion's  bill. 


403  Hwm  cxxvnr. 

[9  See  the  kind  angels  at  the  gates. 
Inviting  us  to  come  J 
There  Jesus  the  forerunm  r  waits, 
To  welcome  travellers  home  !] 
10  There,  on  the  hills  of- life  and  peace, 
Our  rapturV.  .souls  shall  dwc  11. 
Our  toils  recount,  our  Saviour  bles3. 
And  :>11  his  triumphs  tell. 
[11  No  vain  discourse  shall  fill  our  tongue, 
Nor  trifles  vex  our  ear  ; 
Infinite  grace  shall  be  our  song, 
And  God  rejoice  to  hear.] 
12  Eternal  glory  to  the  King, 

That  brought  us  safely  through  ; 
Our  tongue  shall  never  cease  to  sing, 
And  endless  praise  renew. 

HYMN  12S.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Backslidings,  nnd  returns;  or,  The  inconstancy  oft 
Love. 

1  "II7HY  is  mv  heart  so  far  from  thee, 

\'  V     My  God,  my  chief  dehght  ? 
Why  are  my  thoughts  no  more  by  day 
With  thee,  no  more  by  night  r 

2  Why  should  my  foolish  passions  rove  f 

Where  can  such  sweetness  be, 
As  1  have  tasted  in  thy  love. 
As  I  have  found  in  thee  ?] 

3  When  my  forgetful  soul  renews 

The  savor  of  thy  grace, 
Fondly  I  hope  I  ne'er  shall  lose 
The  relish  all  my  days. 

4  But  ere  one  fleeting  hom-  is  past, 

The  flattering  world  employs 
Some  sensual  bait  to  seize  my  taste 
And  to  pollute  my  joys. 
[5  Trifles  of  nature,  or  of  art, 
With  fair  deceitfid  charms, 
Intrude  into  my  thoughtless  heart* 
And  thrust  me  from  thy  arms.] 
6  Then  I  repent,  and  vex  my  soul, 
That  I  should  leave  thee  so  ; 


HYMN  CXXIX.  409 

Where  will  those  wild  affections  roll, 
That  let  the  Saviour  go  l 
[7  Sin's  promis'd  joys  are  turn'd  to  pain ; 
And  I  amdrown'd  in  grief; 
But  my  dear  Lord  returns  again, 
He  Hies  to  my  relief. 
8  Seizing  my  soul  with  sweet  surprise. 
He  draw  s  with  loving  bands : 
Divine  compassion  in  his  eyes, 
And  pardon  in  his  hands.] 
[9  Wretch  that  I  am  to  wander  thus, 
In  chase  of  false  delight ! 
Let  me  be  fasten'd  to  thy  cross, 
Rather  than  lose  th  y  sight.] 
[10  Make  haste,  my  days,  to  reach  the  goal, 
And  bring  my  heart  to  rest 
On  the  dear  centre  of  my  sold, 
My  God,  my  Saviour's  breast.] 

HYMN  129.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Presumption  and  Despair ;  or,  Satan's  various  Temp- 
tations. 

1  X  HATE  the  tempter  and  his  charms  ; 
j_     I  hate  his  flattering  breath ; 

The  serpent  takes  a  thousand  forms, 
To  cheat  our  souls  to  death. 

2  He'feeds  our  hopes  with  airy  dreams, 

Or  kills  with  slavish  fear  ; 
And  holds  us  still  in  wide  extremes, 
Presumption,  or  despair. 

3  Now  he  persuades,  how  easy  7/ s 

To  walk  the  road  to  heaven  ; 
Anon  he  swells  our  sins,  and  cries, 
They  cannot,  be  forgiven. 
[4  He  bids  young  sinners,  yet  forbear 
To  think  of  God  or  death  ; 
For  prayer  and  devotion  are 
But  melancholy  breath. 
5  He  tells  the  aged,  they  must  die, 
And  'tis  too  late  to  pray  ; 
la  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry, 
For  tluey  have  lost  their  day.'] 


410  HYMN  CXXX,  CXXXJ. 

6  Thus  he  supports  his  cruel  throne 

By  mischief  and  deceit ; 
And  drags  the  sons  of  Adam  down 
To  darkness  and  the  pit. 

7  Almighty  God,  cut  short  his  power, 

Let  him  in  darkness  dwell; 
And,  that  he  vex  the  earth  no  more, 
Confine  him  down  to  hell. 
HYMN  130.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watt*. 
Love  to  the  creatures  is  dangerous. 

1  IT  OW  vain  are  all  things  here  below  ! 
XX     How  false,  and  yet  how  fair  ! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 

And  every  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 

Give  but  a  flattering  light ; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  and  nearest  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wavering  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense ! 
Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour !  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  soul's  eternal  food  ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 
HYMN  131.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Comfort  under  sorroivs  and  pains. 

1  T^TOW  let  the  Lord,  my  Saviour,  smile, 
^^|  And  shew  my  name  upon  his  heart : 
J  would  forget  my  pains  awhile, 

And  in  the  pleasure  lose  the  smart. 

2  But  oh  !  it  swells  my  sorrows  high, 
To  see  the  blessed  Jesus  frown  ; 
My  spirits  sink,  my  comforts  die. 
And  all  the  springs  of  life  are  down. 


HYMN  CXXXII.  -411 

3  Yet  « hy,  my  soul ,  why  these  complaints  ? 
Still,  while  he  frowns,  his  bowels  move; 
Still  on  his  heart  he  bears  his  saints, 
And  feels  their  sorrows, ami  his  love. 

4  My  name  is  printed  on  his  breast ; 
His  hook  of  life  contains  my  name : 
I*d  rather  have  it  there  itnpress'd, 
Than  in  the  bright  records  of  fame, 

5  When  the  last  fire  burns  all  things  here, 
Thus.-  letters  shall  Beeurely  stand, 

And  in  the  Lamb's  fair  book  appear, 
Writ  by  th'  eternal  Father's  hand. 

6  Now  shall  my  minutes  smoothly  run, 
Whilst  here  1  wait  my  Father's  will  ; 
My  rising  and  my  setting  sun 

Roll  gently  up  afsd  down  the  hill. 

HYMN  132.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Redemption  and  protection  from  spiritual  enemies. 

1  A    RISE,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers, 
J\_     And  triu.uph  in  my  God  ; 
Awake,  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim 

His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  the  deeps  of  sin, 

The  gates  of  gaping  hell ; 
And  fix'd  my  standing  more  secure 
Than  'twas  before  I  ftll. 

3  The  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Beneath  my  soul  he  plac"d  ; 
Ami  on  the  Rock  of  ages  set 
My  slippery  footsteps  fast. 

4  The  city  of  my  blest  ahode 

Is  wafi'd  around  with  grace ; 
Salvation  for  a  bulwark  stands 
To  shield  the  sacred  place. 

5  Satan  may  vent  his  sharpest  spite. 

And  all  his  legions  roar ; 
Almighty  mercy  guards  my  life, 
And  bounds  his  raging  power. 

6  Arise,  my  soul,  awake,  my  voice, 
And  tunes  of  pleasure  sing  : 


412  HYMN  CXXXIII,  CXXXIV. 

Loud  Hallelujahs  shall  address 
My  Saviour  and  my  King. 

HYMN  133.     Common  Metro.     Dr.  Watts. 
The  world1*  three  chief  temptation  t. 
1  -\ XT  HEN  in  tlie  light  of  faith  divine 
VV      We  look  on  things  below, 
Honour,  ami  gold,  and  sensual  joy, 
How  vain  and  dangerous  too  ? 
[2  Honor's  a  puff' of  noisy  breath  ; 
Yet  men  expose  tlieir  blood, 
And  venture  everlasting  death, 
To  gain  that  airy  good. 

3  While  others  starve  the  nobler  mind, 

And  feed  on  shining  dust, 
They  rob  the  serpent  of  his  food, 
T'  indulge  a  sordid  lust.] 

4  The  pleasures  that  allure  our  sense 

Are  dangerous  snares  to  souls  ; 
There's  but  a  drop  of  flattering  swert. 
And  dasb'd  with  bitter  howls. 

5  God  is  my  all-sufficient  good, 

My  portion  and  my  choice  ; 
In  him  my  vast  desires  are  fill'd, 

And  all  my  powers  rejoice. 
tf  In  vain  the  w  orld  accosts  my  ear,- 

And  tempts  my  heart  anew  ; 
T  cannot  buy  your  bliss  so  dear, 

Nor  part  With  heaven  for  you. 

HYMN  134.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
God's  presence  is  light  in  darkness. 

1  T\  T  Y  God !  The  spring  of  all  my  joys. 
IV  L     The  life  of  toy  delights, 

'I'h-  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkest  shades  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun ! 
He  is  my  soul's  sweet  morning-star, 
And  lie  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine- 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 


HYMN  CXXXV,  CXXXVI.  4 

While  Jesus  shews  liis  heart  is  mine, 
And  whispers,  /  am  his .' 
t  My  soul  would  leave  tliis  heavy  clay 
At  that  transporting  word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way 
T'  embrace  my  dearest  Lord. 
5  Fearless  of  hell,  and  ghastly  death, 
I'd  break  thro'  every  foe : 
The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith, 
Should  bear  me  conqueror  through. 

HYMN  135.  Common  Metre.  Dr.  Watts. 
Doubts  scattered;  or,  Spiritual  joys  restored. 
ENCE  from  my  soul  sad  thoughts  be  gone^ 


H 


And  leave  me  to  my  joys : 
My  tongue  shall  triumph  in  my  God, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise. 

2  Darkness  and  doubts  had  veil'd  my  mind, 

And  drown'd  my  head  in  tears, 
Till  sovereign  grace,  with  shining  rays, 
Dispelled  my  gloomy  fears. 

3  Oh,  what  immortal  joys  I  felt, 

And  raptures  all  divine, 

When  Jesus  told  me  I  was  his, 

And  my  beloved,  mine  ! 

4  In  vain  the  tempter  frights  my  soul, 

And  breaks  my  peace  in  vain  ; 
One  glimpse,  dear  Saviour,  of  thy  face 
Revives  my  joys  again.    ~ 

HYMN  136.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  S,  Stennett. 
Pleading  zi-ith  God  under  affliction. 

1  "ITTHY  should  a  living  man  complain 

V  V       Of  deep  distress  within, 
Since  every  sigh,  and  every  pain, 
Is  but  the  fruit  of  sin  ? 

2  No,  Lord,  I'll  patiently  submit, 

Nor  ever  dare  rebel : 
Yet  sure  I  may,  here  at  thy  feet, 
My  painful  feelings  tell, 
j  Thou  seest  what  floods  of  sorrow  rise, 
And  beat  upon  my  soul : 


414  HYMN  CXXXVII,  CXXXVIII. 

One  trouble  to  another  cries, 
Billows  on  billow  s  roll. 

4  From  fear  to  hope,  and  hope  to  fear, 

My  shipwreck'd  soul  is  tost  ; 
'Till  I  am  tempted,  in  despair, 
To  give  up  all  for  lost. 

5  Yet  thro'  the  stormy  clouds  I'll  look- 

Once  more  to  thee,  my  God  : 
Oh,  fix  my  feet  upon  a  rock, 
Beyond  the  gaping  Hood  ! 

6  One  look  of  mercy  from  thy  face, 

Will  set  my  heart  at  ease  : 
One  all-commanding  word  of  grace 
"Will  make  the  tempest  cease. 

HYMN  137.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 
God  speaking  peace  to  his  people.    Psalm  lxxxv.  S. 

1  X  TNITE,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite 

\J      In  silence  soft  and  sweet : 

And  thou,  my  soul,  sit  gently  down 

At  thy  great  Sovereign's  feet. 

2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard, 

Yet  gladly  I  attend  ; 
For  loT  the  everlasting  God 
Proclaims  himself  my  Friend. 

3  Harmonious  accents  to  my  soul 

The  sounds  of  peace,  convey ; 
The  tempest  at  his  w  ord  subsides, 

And  winds  and  seas  obey, 
l  By  all  its  joys,  I  charge  my  heart, 

To  grieve  his  love  no  more  ; 
But,  eharm'd  by  melody  divine, 

To  give  its  follies  o'er. 

HYMN  13C.    Common  Metre.    Beddome. 
Exhortations  to  confidence  in  God. 
1  "VTE  trembling  souls,  dismiss  ycur  ftars: 
i    Be  mercy  all  yniu-  theme ; 
Mercy,  which  like  a  river  flows 
In  one  continued  stream. 
?  Fear  net  the  powers  of  earth  -and  hell  ; 
God  will  these  powers  restrain  ; 


HYMN  CXXXIX.  41 

His  mighty  arm  their  cage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vi.in. 

3  Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good  ; 

He  will  for  his  provide  ; 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 
And  give  them  heaven  beside. 

4  Fear  not  that  he  will  e'er  forsake. 

Or  leave  his  work  undone  : 
He's  faithful  to  his  promises, 
And  faithful  to  his  Son. 

5  Fear  not  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 

Or  death's  tremendous  sting : 
He  will  from  endless  wrath  preserve, 

To  endless  glory  bring. 
0  You  in  his  w  isdom,  power,  and  grace, 

May  confidently  trust ; 
His  wisdom  guides,  his  power  protects, 

His  grace  rewards  the  just. 

HYMN  139.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Tte  triumph  of  faith  ;  or,  Christ's  unchangeable  love. 
Romans  viii.  33,  &c. 
.1  "TT  T  HO  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn  ? 
V V     'Tis  God  that  ,j  ustifies  their  souls, 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  stream, 
O'er  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  shall  adjudge  the  saints  to. hell  ? 
'Tis  Christ  that  suffer'd  in  their  stead  ; 
And,  the  salvation  to  fulfir, 

Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead  ] 

3  He  lives !  he  lives !  and  sits  above, 
Forever  interceding  there : 

Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  should  tempt  us  to  despair  ? 

4  Shall  persecution  or  distress, 
Famine,  or  sword,  or  nakedness  ? 

He  that  hath  lov'd  us,  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conquerors  too. 

5  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  power ; 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour  : 
Christ  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope. 
Nor  can  we  sink  with  such  a  prop. 


416  HYMN  CXL,  CXLI, 

6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 
Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below, 
Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 
Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Christ  our  love. 
HYMN  140.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Our  own  weakness,  and  Christ  our  strength.    2.  C( 
xii.7,9, 10. 

1  "T    ET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say, 
JLi  Strength  shall  he  equal  to  the  clay  : 
Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  distress, 
Leaning  on  all-sufficient  grace. 

2  I  glory  in  infirmity, 

That  Christ's  own  power  may  rest  on  me ; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  strong ; 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 

3  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 

All  sufferings,  if  my  Lord  be  there  : 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
While  his  left  liand  my  head  sustains. 

4  But  if  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn, 
And  we  attempt  the  work  alone, 
When  new  temptations  spring  and  rise. 
We  find  how  great  our  weakness  is. 

5  So  Sampson,  when  his  hair  was  lost, 
Met  the  Philistines  to  his  cost ; 
Shook  his  vain  limbs  with  sad  surprise, 
Made  feeble  fight,  and  lost  his  eyes. 

HYMN  141.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Tfie  examples  of  Christ,  and  the  saints, 

1  f~^  IVE  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 
VJ  Within  the  vail,  and  see 

The  saints  above  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 

And  wet  their  couch  with  tears  ; 

They  wrestled  hard,  as  wt-do  now, 

With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came  ? 

They  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 


HYMN"  CXLIL  41 

4  They  mark'd  die  footsteps  that  lie  trod, 

(His  zeal  inspir'd  their  breast :) 
And,  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess'd  the  promis'd  rest. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  his  own  pattern  given  ; 
While  the  long  crowd  of  witnesses 
Shew  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

HYMN  142.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  safety  and  protection  of  tfic  Church.    Isaiah  xxv.i 
1,  2,  3,  4,  5,  6. 

1  TTOW  honorable  is  the  place, 
JUL  Where  we  adoring  stand  ; 
Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 

And  beauty  of  the  land  ! 

2  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 

The  city  where  we  dwell ; 
The  walls' of  strong  salvation  made) 

Defy  th'  assaults  of  hell. 
Lift  up  the  everlasting  gates  ; 

The  doors  wide  open  ding ; 
Enter  ye  nations,  that  obey 

The  statutes  of  our  King. 
Here  shall  you  taste  unmingkd  joys, 

And  live  in  perfect  peace ; 
You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 

And  ventur,d  on  his  grace. 
5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  forever  trust, 

And  banish  all  your  fears : 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells^ 

Eternal  as  his  years. 
5  What  tho'  the  rebels  dwell  on  high; 

His  arm  shall  bring  them  low  ; 
Low  as  the  caverns  of  the  grave 

Their  lofty  heads  shall  bow. 
On  Babylon  our  feet  shall  tread, 

In  that  rejoicing  hour  ; 
7'he  ruins  of  her  walls  shall  spread 

A  pavement  for  the  poor. 
Gg1 


418  HYMN  CXLIII,  CXL1V. 

HYMN  143.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Waits. 

A  vision  of  the  kingdom  of  Chri.it  among  men.     Re\ . 

xxi.  1,  2,  3,  4. 
IT  O,  wnat  a  glorious  sight  appears 
JL_i   To  our  believing  eyes  ! 
The  earth  and  seas  arepass'd  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  skies. 

2  From  the  third  heaven,  where  God  resides, 

That  holy,  happy  plate, 
The  New  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorn'd  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sing, 
"  Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 

"  Of  your  descending  King. 
1  K  The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

"  Removes  his  bless'd  abode; 
"  Men,  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 

"  And  he  the  loving  God. 
5  u  His  own  kind  hand  shall  wipe  the  tear., 

"  From  every  weeping  eye  ; 
"  And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 

"  And  death  itself  shall  die.'' 
$  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  Oh,  how  long 

Shall  tins  bright  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 

And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

HYMN  144.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Theberttitucki.    Matt.  v.  2—12. 

1  [TJLESS'D  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 

Jj     Their  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given  ; 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven.] 

2  [Bless'd  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart  ; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes.] 

3  [Bless'd  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war  - 


II VMS'  CXI.V.  419 

God  v.  ill  secure  their  happy  state, 

And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great.] 

4  [Bless'd  art-  the  souls,  that  thirst  for  grate, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness ; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied,  and  led 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread.] 

5  [Bless'd  are  the  men,  whose  bowels  move, 
And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love  ; 
From  Christ,  the  Lord,  shall  they  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again.] 

6  [Bless'd  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are -clean 
From  the  defiling  power  of  sin  ; 

v.'ith  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity  j 

7  [Bless'd  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife  ; 
They  shall  be  eall'd  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace.] 

8  [Bless'd  are  the  sufferers,  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
tilory  and  joy  are  their  reward.] 

HYMN  145.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  blessedness  if  gospel-times  ;  or,  The  revelation  ef 
Christ  to  Jews  an  I  Gentiles.    Isai.  v.  2,  7,  S,  9, 10. 
Matt.  xiii.  10, 17. 
1  TJOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
JrX     Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill, 
Wlio  bring  salvation  on  iheir  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 
3  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 
How  sweet  the  tiding  >  are  ! 
"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour-King  : 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound. 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waked  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 


420  IIYMNCXLVI,  CXLVll. 

Prophets  and  kings  desir'd  it  long, 
But  dy'd  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 

Jerusalem  breads  forth  in  songSj 

And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Thro'  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour,  and  their  God. 


I 


HYMN  146.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watt-.. 
The  pleasures  of  a  good  conscience. 


OKD,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardon 'd  sin 


Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea. 
Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  swiftly  o'er  their  heads, 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  ; 

And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  [Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  .joys  come  on , 
But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away  : 

Their  souls  art  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  heavenly  hills, 
Where  streams  of  living  pleasures  flow, 
And  longing  hopes  and  cheerful  smiles 
Sit  undisturb'd  upon  their  brow  !] 

5  They  scorn  to  seek  our  golden  toys, 
But  spend  the  day,  and  share  the  night, 
In  numbering  o'er  the  richer  joys 
That  heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 

6  While  wretched  we,  like  worms  and  moles. 
Lie  grovelling  in  the  dust  below  : 
Almighty  grace,  renew  our  souls, 

And  we'll  aspire  to  glory  too. 

HYMN  147.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watte. 
Salvation. 
1  CI  ALVATION  !  Oh,  the  joyful  sound  ! 
kj    'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears ; 


HYMN  C XL VIII. 

A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound ; 
A  cordial  for  our  feats. 

2  Bury"d  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 
At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay  ; 
But  we  arise  b\  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 
J  Salvation  !  Let  the  echo  fly 
The  spacious  earth  around  ; 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

HYMN  1 18.    Shoit  Metre.    Dr.  Watts, 
Hearer Jy  joys  on  earth. 

1  [/"I  OME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 

V_>>     And  "let  our  joys  be  kuown  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surronnd  the  throne. 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banish'd  from  this  place  ! 
Religion  never  was  design  u 

To  make  our  pleasures  less.] 

3  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 
That  never  knew  our  God, 

But  favorites  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

4  The  God  that  rules  on  high, 
And  thunders  when  he  please, 

That  rides  upon  the  stormy-sky, 
And  manages  the  seas. 

5  This  awful  God  is  ours, 
Our  Father,  and  our  love  ; 

He  shall  send  down  his  heavenly  powers 
To  carry  us  above. 

6  There  shall  we  see  his  face, 
And  never,  never  sin  ; 

There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

7  Even  now  before  we  rise 
To  that  immortal  state ; 

The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create. 


422  HYMN  CXLIX. 

8  [The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below : 

Celestial  fruits  on  earilily  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

9  [The  hill  of  Sion  yields 
A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 

Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields. 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 
10  Then  let  our  song*  abound, 
And  every  tear  be  dry, 
We're  marching  thro'  Immanuel's  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high.] 

HYMN  149.    Long  Metre.    Steele. 

Uappij poverty  ;  or,  The  poor  in  spirit  blessed. 

Matt.  v.  3. 

1  \7"E  humble  sotds,  complain  no  more, 

X      Let  faith  survey  your  future  store  ; 
How  happy,  how  divinely  blest, 
The  sacred  words  of  truth  attest. 

2  When  conscious  grief  laments  sincere. 
And  pours  the  penitential  tear ; 
Hope  points  to  your  dejected  eyes, 
The  bright  reversion  in  the  skies. 

3  In  vain  the  sons  of  wealth  and  pride 
Despise  your  lot,  your  hopes  deride  : 
In  vain  they  boast  their  little  stores  : 
Trifles  are  theirs  :  a  Kingdom  yours  : 

4  A  Kingdom  of  immense  delight. 
Where  health,  and  peace, and  joy  unite ; 
Where  undeclining  pleasures  rise, 
And  every  >i  ish  hath  full  supplies  : 

5  A  Kingdom  which  can  ne'er  decay, 
While  time  sweeps  earthly  thrones  away  : 
The  state  which  power  and  truth  sustain. 
Unmov'd  forever  must  remain. 

6  There  shall  your  eyes  with  rapture  view 
The  glorious"  Friend  that dy'd  for  you  ; 
That  dy'd  to  ransom,  dy'd  to  raise 

To  crowns  of  joy,  and  songs  of  praise. 

7  Jesus  to  thee  I  breathe  my  prayer ; 
Reveal,  confirm  my  interest  there  : 


HYMN  CL,  CLI. 

Whate'er  my  humble  lot  below, 
This,  this  my  soul  desires  to  know. 
8  Oh,  let  me  hear  that  voice  divine 
Pronounce  the  glorious  blessing  mine  ! 
Cnroll'd  among  thy  happy  poor, 
My  largest  wishes  ask  no  more. 

HYMN  150.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 
Rejoicing  in  God.    Jtv.  ix.  23,  24. 

1  rp»  HE  righteous  Lord,  supremely  great, 

JL  Maintains  lus  universal  state  , 
O'er  all  the  earth  his  power  extends. 
All  Heaven  before  his  footstool  bends. 

2  Yet  Justice  still  with  power  presides, 
And  mercy  all  his  empire  guides  ; 
Mercy  and  Truth  are  his  delight, 
And  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight. 

3  No  more,  ye  Wise-,  your  w  istlom  boast ; 
No  more,  ye  Strong,  your  valor  trust  ; 
No  more,  ye  Rich,  survey  your  stole. 
Elate  with  heaps  of  shining  ore. 

4  Glory,  ye  saints,  in  this  alone, 

That  God,  your  God,  to  you  is  known  ; 
That  yon  have  own*d  his  sovereign  sway  ; 
That  you  have  felt  his  cheering  ray. 

5  Our  Wisdom,  Wealth,  and  Power,  we  find 
In  one  Jehovah  all  combin'd  ; 

On  him  we  fix  our  roving-eyes. 
And  all  our  souls  in  raptures  rise. 

6  All  else,  which  we  our  treasure  call, 
May  in  one  fatal  moment  fall ; 

But  what  I  heir  happiness  can  move, 
Whom  God  the  blessed  deigns  to  love  ? 

HYMN  151.    Short  Metre.      Dr.  Doddridge. 
Rejoicing  in  the  ways  of  God.    Psalm  exx.xviii.  : 

1  "VTow  let  our  voices  join 
i^I      To  form  a  sacred  song  ; 

Ye  Pilgrims,  in  Jehovah's  ways 
With  music  pass  along. 

2  How  strait  the  path  appears, 
How  open  and  how  fair  ' 


124  HYMN  CLII. 

No  lurking  gins  t'  entrap  our  feet ; 
No  fierce  destroyer  there. 

3  But  flowers  of  Paradise 
In  rich  profusion  spring  : 

The  sun  of  glory  gilds  the  path, 
And  dear  companions  sing. 

4  See  Salem's  golden  spires 
In  beauteous  prospect  rise  ; 

And  brighter  crowns  than  mortals  wear, 
Which  Sparkle  thro'  the  skies. 

5  All  honour  to  his  Name, 
Who  marks  the  shining  way  ; 

To  him,  who  leads  the  wanderers  on 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 

HYMN  152.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Siiud  and  Sion.    Hebrews  xii.  18,  &c. 

1  "VTOT  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 
_1A|      The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke  ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 

Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke  ; 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Sion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God  ; 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  th'  innumerable  host 

Of  Angels  clotird  in  light  ; 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Whose  faith  is  turn'd  to  sight  i 

4  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven ! 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declare 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiven. 

5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  head. 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

6  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest : 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 
Must  be  forever  bless'd, 


HYMN  CLIII,  CLIV.  425 

HYMN  153.    Common  Metre*    Dr.  Watts. 

The  liujie  of  heaven  uur  .ui]>purt  under  trio's  on  earth. 

1  ""IT  THEN*  I  can  read  my  title-  clear 

\  V       To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  hellish  darts  be  hurl'il, 

Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 

And  lace  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall  ; 

May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 

My  God,  my"heaven,myall : 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest ; 
And  not  a  w  ave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 
HYMN  154.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Triumph  over  death.    Job  xix.  25, 26, 27. 

1  /"l  REATGod,  I  own  thy  sentence  just, 
VX     And  nature  must  decay  ; 

I  yield  my  body  to  the  dust, 
To  dwell  witli  fellow-clay. 

2  Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 

And  trample  on  the  tombs ; 

For  Jesus,  my  Redeemer  lives, 

My  God,  my  Saviour  comes. 

3  The  mighty  Conqueror  shall  appear 

High  on  a  royal  seat, 
And  death,  the  last  of  all  his  foes, 
Lie  vanquish'd  at  his  feet. 

4  Tho'  greedy  worms  devour  my  skin  ; 

And  gnaw  my  wasting  flesh, 
When  God  shall  build  my  bones  again, 
He'll  clothe  them  all  afresh. 

5  Then  shall  I  see  thy  lovely  face 

With  strong,  immortal  eyes, 
And  feast  upon  thy  unknown  grace 
With  pleasure  and  surprise, 


4JG  HYMN  OLV,  CLVI. 

HYMN  155.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Freedom  from  sin  and  mi-very  in  heaven. 

1  J~\  I'R  sins,  alas !  how  strong  they  be  ? 
\J     And  like  a  raging  s<  a. 

They  break  our  duty,  Lord,  to  thee, 
And  hurry  us  away. 

2  The  waves  of  trouble,  how  they  rise  ! 

How  loud  the  tempest  roar  ! 
Btrt  death  shall  land  our  weary  souls 
Safe  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

3  There  to  fulfil  his  sweet  commands, 

Our  speedy  feet  shall  move  ; 
No  sin  shall  clog  our  winged  zeal 
Or  cool  our  burning  love. 

4  There  shall  we  sit,  and  sing  and  tell, 

The  wonders  of  his  grace, 
'Till  heavenly  raptures  fire  our  hearts, 
And  smile  in  every  face. 

5  For  ever  his  dear  sacred  name 

Shall  dwell  upon  our  tongue ; 
And  Jesus,  and  salvation,  be 
The  close  of  every  song. 

HYMN  155.    Long  Metre.    Steele. 
The  presence  ef  Christ,  the  joy  of  his  people. 

1  rp  HE  wondering  nations  have  beheld 

X  The  sacred  prophecy  fulfill'd  ; 
And  Angels  hail'd  the  glorious  morn, 
That  shew  'd  the  great  Messiah  born  ; 

2  The  Prince  !  the  Saviour  !  long  desir'd, 
Whom  men  foretold,  by  Heaven  inspir'd. 
And  raptur'd  saw  the  blissful  day 

Rise  o'er  the  world  with  healing  ray. 

3  Oft,  in  the  temples  of  his  grace. 
His  saints  behold  his  smiling  lace  ; 
\nd  oft  have  seen  his  glory  shine. 
With  power  and  majesty  divine  : 

4  But  soon,  alas !  his  absence  mourn. 
And  pray  and  wish  his  kind  return  : 
Without  his  life-inspiring  light, 
"lis  all  a  scene  of  gloomy  nig-ln. 


HYMN  GLVI1.  4, 

5  Como,  uoarcst  Lord,  thy  children  cry, 
Our  graces  droop,  our  comforts  die  :" 
Return,  and  let  thy  glories  rise 
Again  to  our  admiring  eyes  ; 

6  till  lill'd  with  light,  and  joy,  and  love, 
Thy  courts  below, like  those  above, 
Triumphant  Hallelujahs  raise, 

And  heaven  and  earth  resound  thy  praise. 
HYMN  157.    P.  M.     148th.    Dr.  Doddridge, 
At  the  forming  of  a  Church. 
Isaiah  lvi.  6,  7.  Matt.  \\i.  13.  and  Eph.  ii.  13, 19. 

1  f^  REAT  Father  of  Mankind, 
VX   We  bless  that  wondrous  grace, 
Which  could  for  Gentiles  find 
Within  thy  courts  a  place. 

How  kind  the  care  our  God  displays, 
For  us  to  r:.ise  a  house  of  prayer  ! 

2  Tho?  once  estranged  far, 

We  now  approach  the  throne ; 

For  Jesus  brings  us  near, 

And  makes  our  cause  his  cw  n. 
Strangers  no  more,  to  thee  we  come, 
And  find  our  home,  and  rest  secure. 

3  To  thee  our  souls  we  join, 
And  love  thy  sacred  name ; 
No  mere  our  own,  but  thine, 
We  triumph  in  thy  claim. 

Our  Father  King,  thy  covenant  grace 
Our  souls  embrace,  thy  titles  sing. 

4  Here  in  thy  house  we  feast 
On  dainties  all  divine  ; 

And,  while  such  sweets  we  taste, 

With  joy  our  faces  shine. 
Incense  shall  rise  ri-om  flames  of  love, 
And  God  approve  the  sacrifice. 

5  May  all  the  nations  throng 
To  worship  in  thy  house ; 
And  thou  attend  the  song, 
And  smile  upon  their  vows  : 

Indulgent  still, 'till  earth  conspire 
To  join  the  choir  on  Ziorfs  hill. 


428  HYMN  CLVIII,  CLIX, 

HYMN  158.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 
Relieving  Christ  in  Us  members.    Matt.  x\v.  40. 

1  TESUS,  my  Lord,  liow  rich  thy  grace  '. 
J      Thy  bounties  hew  complete  ! 
How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum  ? 

How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
What  can  my  poverty   bestow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  :' 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace  : 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face, 

4  In  them  thou  may'st  be  cloth'd  and  fed, 

And  visited  and  eheer'd  ; 
And  in  their  aceents  of  distress, 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

5  Thy  face,  with  reverence  and  with  love. 

We  in  thy  poor  would  see  ; 
Oh,  let  us  rather  btg  our  bread 
Than  keep  it  back  from  thee. 

HYMN  159.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Gibbons. 

Tltc  beneficence  of  Christ  for  cur  imitation. 

Acts  x.  38. 

1  TITHEN  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 

VV       What  were  his  works  from  da y  to  day, 
But  miracles  of  power  and  grace, 
That  spread  salvation  through  our  race  ? 

2  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  pattern,  and  thy  steps  pursue  ; 
Let  alms  bestow  "d,  letkindness  done 
Be  witnessed  by  each  roiling  sun. 

3  That  man  may  last,  but  never  lives, 
Who  much  receives,  but  nothing  gives, 
Whom  none  can  love,  whom  none  can  thank  : 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank  : 

4  But  he,  who  marks, from  day  to  day, 
In  generous  arts  Ins  radiant  way, 


HYMN  CLX,  CLXI.  429 

Treads  the  same  path  his  Saviour  trod, 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  God. 

HYMN  160.    Long  Metre.    Steele. 
To  whom  shall  rvego  bttt  un'o  thee  ?  or,  Life  arul  safe- 
ty in  Christ  alone.    John  vi.  <37M>9. 
1  rr^HOU  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 
J_      My  Refuge,  my  Almighty  Friend— 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 
Whither,  ah  !  whither  shall  I  go, 
A  wretched  wanderer  from  my  Lord  ? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  woe 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  ? 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart  ; 
On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives  ; 
Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine  ; 
While  thou  art  near,in  vain  they  call  ; 
One  smile,  one  blissful  smile,  of  thine, 
My  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 

5  Thy  name  my  inmost  powers  adore  : 
Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care  ; 
Depart  from  thee— 'tis  death,— 'tis  morfc— 
'Tis  endless  ruin,  deep  despair  ! 

6  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie  : 
Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine  ; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine. 

HYMN  161.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 

The  instittitbn  of  a  qospel  ministry  from  Christ, 

Eph.  iv.  8,  11, 12. 

1  17  ATKER  of  mercies,  in  thy  house 

JT      Smile  on  our  homage  and  our  vows  ; 
While  with  a  grateful  heart  we  share 
These  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 

2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rose 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scatter'd  his  gifts  on  men  below, 
And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow, 


430  HYMN  CLXii. 

3  Hence  sprung  th'  Apostles  honor 'd  mine 
Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame  ; 

In  lowlier  forms  to  bless  our  eyes, 
Pastors  from  hence,  and  Teachers  risi% 

4  From  Christ  their  varied  gifts  derive, 
And  fed  by  Christ  their  graces  live  : 
While,  guarded  by  his  potent  hand, 
'Mid  all  the  rage  of  hell  they  stand. 

5  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run 
Thro'  the  last  courses  of  the  sun  ; 
While  unborn  churches  by  their  care 
Shall  rise  and  flourish,  large  and  fair. 

6  Jesus  our  Lord,  their  hearts  shall  know 
The  Spring,  whence  all  these  blessings  flow  ; 
Pastors  and  People  shout  his  praise 

Thro'  the  long  round  of  endless  days. 

HYMN  162.    Common  Metre.    Rippou 
Prayer  for  Missionaries. 

1  f^  RE  AT  God,  the  nations  of  the  eerth 
VX     Are  by  creation  thine ; 

And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld. 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  lov<;  has  sent 

Thy  Gospel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasur'd  in  thy  mind. 

3  Lord,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  r-round, 
'Till  every  tribe,  and  every  suul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  ? 

4  Oh,  when  shall  Afric's  sable  sons 

Enjoy  the  heavenly  word  ; 

And  vassals  long  enslav'd  become 

The  freemen  of  the  Lord  ? 

5  When  shall  th'  untutor'd  Heathen  Tribes.. 

A  dark  bewilder'd  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  ImnvmueVs  feet, 
And  learn,  and  see  his  grace  ? 

6  Haste,  sovereign  mercy,  and  transform 
Their  craelty  to  love  : 


HYMN  CLXIII,  CLXIV.  4: 

Soften  tlie  tyger  to  a  lamb, 

The  vulture  to  a  clove  ! 
7  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 

To  spread  die  gospel's  iin  s, 
And  build  on  sin's  demolish^!  throne 

The  temples  of  thy  praise  ! 

HYMN  163.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 
Retirement  and  Meditation.    Psalm  iv.  4. 

1  ~T\  ETURNT,  my  roving  heart,  return, 

Jtv     And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no  more  ; 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2  O  thou,  great  God,  whose  piercing  eye 
Distinctly  marks  each  deep  recess, 

In  these  sequester'd  hours  draw  niglu 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

3  Thro'  all  the  windings  of  my  heart. 
My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide  . 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
'Till  all  be  search'd  and  purify'd. 

4  Then,  with  the  visits  of  thy  love, 
Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer  ; 
'Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove, 
That  God  hath  fix'dhisdwelling  there. 

HYMN  164.    Long  Metre.    Beddome. 
Reading  t/ie  scriptures. 

1  /~i  RE  AT  God,  oppress'cl  with  grief  and  fear, 
VT     I  take  thy  book,  and  hope  to  find 
Some  gracious  word  of  promise  there, 

To  sooth  the  sorrows  of  my  mind. 

2  I  turn  the  sacred  volume  o'er, 

And  search  with  care  from  page  to  page,, 
Of  threat'nings  find  an  ample  store, 
But  nought  that  can  rny  grief  assuage. 

3  And  is  there  nought  ?  forbid,  dear  Lord, 
So  base  a  thought  should  e'er  arise  ; 

I'll  search  again,  and  while  I  search, 
Oh,  may  the  scales  fall  off  mine  eyes  ! 

4  'Tisdone;  and  with  transporting  joy, 
I  read  the  Heaven-inspired  lines ; 


432  HYMN  CLXV,  CLXVI. 

There  mercy  spreads  its  brightest  beams. 
And  truth  with  dazzling  lustre  shines. 
5  Here's  heavenly  food  for  hungry  siuls, 
And  mines  of  gold  t'  enrich  the  poor  : 
Here's  healing  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  salve  for  every  festering  sore. 

HYMN  165.    Long  Metre.    President  Dayi<  s. 
Self-examination.    Gal.iv.  19,  20. 

1  XT  THAT  strange  perplexities  arise  ? 

VV     What  anxious  fears  and  jealousies  ? 
What  crow  ds  in  doubtful  light  appear  ? 
How  few,  alas,  approv'd  and  clear  .' 

2  And  what  am  I  ?— My  soul  awake, 
And  an  impartial  survey  take ; 
Does  no  dark  sign,  no  ground  of  fear, 
In  practice,  or  in  hem,  appear  ? 

3  What  image  does  my  spirit  bear  ? 
Is  Jesus form'd  and  living  there? 
Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine 

In  thought,  and  word,  and  action,  shine  ? 

4  Searcher  of  hearts,  Oh,  search  me  still ; 
The  secrets  of  my  soul  reveal ; 

My  fears  remove  ;  let  me  appear 

To  God,  and  my  own  conscience,  clear. 

5  Scatter  the  clouds,  which  o'er  my  head 
Thick  glooms  of  dubious  terror's  spread, 
Lead  me  into  celestial  day, 

And  to  myself,  myself  display. 

6  May  I  at  that  bless'd  world  arrive, 
Where  Christ  thro'  all  my  soul  shall  live, 
And  give  full  proof  that  he  is  there. 
Without  one  gloomy  doubt  or  fear  ! 

HYMN  166.    Long  Metre.    Steele. 
The  Christian'*  noblest  resolution.    Joshua  xxiv.  15. 


H  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain. 
Slaves  to  the  world,  and  slaves  to  sin  ! 
A  nobler  toil  may  I  sustain  ; 
A  nobler  satisfaction  win. 


A 


2  May  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 
With  all  my  powers  to  serve  the  LoVd 


HYMN  CLXVII,  CLXVIII.  433 

Nor  from  his  precepts  ere  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

3  Oh,  be  his  service  all  my  joy  I 
Around  let  my  example  shine, 
'Till  others  love  the  bless'd  employ, 
And  join  in  labours  so  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 
My  solemn,  my  determin'd  choice, 
To  yield  to  ins  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

5  Oh,  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor  wandering  leave  his  sacred  ways ; 
Great  God,  accept  my  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

HYMX  167.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 
Family  Religion.    Gen.  xviii.  19. 

1  "p  ATHER  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless, 

MS      Which  crowns  our  Famihes  with  peace; 
From  thee  they  spring,  and,  by  thy  hand, 
They  have  been,  and  are  still,  sustain'd. 

2  To  God,  most  worthy  to  be  prais'd, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  rais'd  ; 

Who,  Lord  of  Heaven,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  house, 
Morning  and  night,  present  its  vows ; 
Our  servants  there,  and  rising  race, 
Be  taught  thy  precepts,  and  thy  grace. 

4  Oh,  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honours  of  thy  glorious  name  J 
While  pleas'd  and  thankful,  we  remove, 
To  join  the  family  above. 


HYMN  168.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  Lords'  Day ;  or,  The  resurrection  of  Christ. 
LESSTj  morning,  whose  first  opening  rays 
Beheld  our  rising  God, 
rhat  saw  him  triumph  o:er  thedUst, 
&nd  leave  his  last  abode  .' 
H  L 


B 


434  HYMX  CLXIX. 

2  In  the  cold  prison  of  a  tomb 

The  dead  Redeemer  lay, 
'Till  the  revolving  skies  had  brought 
The  third,  th'  appointed  day. 

3  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force 

To  hold  our  Lord,  in  vain  ; 
The  sleeping  Conqueror  arose, 
And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 

4  To  thy  greatnaine,  almighty  Lord, 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay, 
And  loud  Hosannas  shall  proclaim 
The  triumph  of  the  day. 

5  [Salvation  and  immortal  praise 

To  our  victorious  King ! 
Let  heaven,  and  earth,  and  rocks,  and  sea-. 
With  glad  Hosannas  ring.] 

HYMN  169.    Long  Metre.    J.  Stfcnnttt. 
The  Sabbath. 
i     A   NOTHER  six  days'  Avork  is  done  ; 
J\_     Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest  ; 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  has  bless'd. 

2  Come,  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  wearied  minds  ; 
Provides  an  Antepast  of  Heaven, 

And  gives,  this  clay,  the  food  of  seven. 

3  Oh,  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies ; 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose, 
"Winch  none,  but  he  that  feels  it  knows  ! 

4  This  heavenly  calm,  within  the  breast, 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  Church  of  God  remains  ; 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

5  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view. 
In  various  scenes  both  old  and  new  ; 
With  praise,  we  think  on  mercies  past  ; 
With  hope,  we  future  pleasures  taste 

6  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 

In  holy  pleasures,  pass  away  ; 


HYMN  CLXX,CLXXI.  435 

How  sweet,  a  Sabbnth  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end  ! 

HYMN  170.    Proper  Metre.    148th.    Rippon. 
A  Hymn  for  Lord's  day  morning. 

1  A    WAKE,  our  drowsy  souls, 
J\_     Shake  off  each  slothf  u  1  band ; 
The  wonders  of  this  day 

Our  noblest  songs  demand  I 
Auspicious  mom  !  thy  blissful  rays, 
Bright  Seraphs  hail  in  songs  of  praise, 

2  At  thy  approaching  dawn, 
Reluctant  Death  resign'd 
The  glorious  Prince  of  Life, 
Its  dark  domains  eonfin'd  : 

Th'  angelic  host  around  him  bends, 
And  'midst  their  shouts  the  God  ascends. 

3  "  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord  1" 
Heaven  with  Hosannas  rings  ; 
While  Earth,  in  humbler  strains, 
Thy  praise  responsive  sings : 

Worthy  art  thou,  who  once  wast  slain, 
Thro'  endless  years,  to  live  and  reign. 

4  Gird  on,  great  God,  thy  sword, 
Ascend  thy  conquering  car, 
Wbile  justice,  truth  and  love 
Maintain  the  glorious  war : 

Victorious  thou,  thy  foes  shalt  tread, 
And  sin  and  hell  in  triumph  lead. 

Make  bare  thy  potent  arm, 

And  wing  th'  unerring  dart, 

With  salutary  pangs, 

To  each  rebellious  heart : 
Then  dying  souls  for  life  shall  sue, 
Xumerous  as  drops  of  morning  dew. 


HYMN  171.    Common  Metre. 
A  Hymn  for  the  evening  of  the  LoriFs  day. 
1  T7REQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns 
J?      To  shed  its  quickning  beams  ; 
And  yet,  how  slow  devotion  burns  ! 
How  languid  are  its  llames ! 


436  HYMN  CLXXII,  CLXXIII. 

2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love, 

Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive  ; 
We  Mould  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
And  praise  thee  while  we  live. 

3  Increase,  O  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 

And  fit  us  to  ascend, 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
The  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  end  ; 

4  Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heavenly  air, 

With  heavenly  lustre  shine  ; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear, 
And  feast  on  love  divine  ; 

5  Where  we,  in  high  seraphic  strains. 

Shall  all  our  powers  employ  ; 
Delighted  range  th"  etherial  plains, 
And  take  our  fill  of  joy. 

HYMN  172.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts, 
The  Lord's  day ;  or,  Delight  in  ordinance. 

1  THf  TELCOME  sweet  day  of  rest, 

V  V      That  saw  the  Lord  arise, 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes ! 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 

Mere  we  may  sit.  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 
Where  God,  my  God,  hath  been. 

Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasureahle  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this, 

And  sing  and  bear  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

HYMN  173.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  S.  Stenneu. 
The  pleasures  of  social  Worship. 
1  TTOW  charming  is  the  place, 
jLL     Where  my  Redeemer  God 
Unveils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
And  sheds  his  love  abroad  .' 


HYMN  CLXXIV. 

2  Not  the  fair  palaces 

To  which  the  great  resort, 
Are  once  to  be  eompar'd  with  this, 
Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 

3  Here  on  the  mercy-seat, 
With  radiant  glory  crown'd, 

Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit, 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

4  To  him  their  prayers  and  cries 
Each  humble  soul  presents : 

He  listens  to  their  broken  sighs, 

And  grants  them  all  their  wants. 

5  To  them  bis  sovereign  will 
He  graciously  imparts : 

And  in  return  accepts  with  smiles 
The  tribute  of  their  hearts. 

6  Give  me,  O  Lord,  a  place 
Within  thy  blest  abode. 

Among  the  chiklrtn  of  thy  grace, 
The  servants  of  my  God. 

HYMN  174.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Tlie  belief t  of  public  ordinances. 

AWAY  from  every  mortal  care, 
Away  from  earth,  our  souls  retreat ; 

We  leave  this  worthless  world  afar, 

And  wait  and  worship  near  thy  seat.         ~ 
2  Lord,  in  the  temple  of  thy- grace, 

We  see  thy  feet,  and  we  adore  ; 

We  gaze  upon  thy  lovely  face. 

And  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  power. 
i  While  here  our  various  wants  we  mourn, 

United  groans  ascend  on  high  ; 

And  prayer  hears  a  quick  return 

Of  blessings  in  variety-. 

4  flf  Satan  rage,  and  sin  grow  strong, 
Here  we  receive  some  cheering  word  : 
We  gird  the  gosptl-armour  on, 

To  fight  the  battles  of  the  Lord. 

5  Or  if  our  spirit  faints  and  dies, 

(Our  conscience  pain'd  with  inward  stingsj 


438  HYMN  CLXXV,  CLXXVI. 

Here  doth  the  righteous  Sun  arise, 
Willi  healing  beams  beneath  liis  wings.] 
'3  Father  !  my  soul  would  still  abide 
Within  thy  temple,  near  thy  side  ; 
But  if  my  feet  must  hence  depart, 
Still  keep  thy  dwelling  in  my  heart. 

HYMN  175.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts'  Lyric. 
Forms  xfiin,  tvithoict  Religion. 

1  \  LMIGHTY  Milker,  God ! 
jfV.     How  wondrous  is  thy  name ! 

fiiy  glories  how  diffus'd  abroad 
Thro'  the  creation's  frame. 

2  Nature  in  every  dress 
Her  humble  homage  pays, 

And  finds  a  thousand  ways  t'  express 
Thine  undissembled  praise. 

3  My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 
To  her  Creator  too, 

Pain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  Ring, 
And  pay  the  worship  due. 

4  [But  pride,  that  busy  sin, 
Spoils  all  that  I  perform, 

Curs'd  pride,  that  creeps  securely  in, 
And  swells  a  haughty  worm.] 

5  Create  my  soul  anew  ; 
Else  all  my  worship's  vain  ; 

This  wretched  heart  will  ne'er  be  trtfe, 
Until  'tis  form'd  again. 

6  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 
The  remnant  of  my  days, 

And  to  my  God,  my  soul  ascend 
In  sweet  perfumes  of  praise. 

HYMN  176.    Long  Metre.    Rippon. 
Ezekiel's  Vision  of  the  dry  bones.    Erek.  xxxvii.  a« 

1  T    OOK  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye 
J  i     See  AdanC s  race  in  ruin  lie  ; 
Sin  spreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground, 
And  scatters  slaughter'd  heaps  around. 

2  And  can  these  mouldering  corpses  live  " 
And  can  these  perish'd  bones  revive  ? 


HYMN  CLXXVII,  CLXXVIII.  419 

That,  mighty  God,  to  thee  is  known  ; 
Th».t  wondrous  work  is  all  thy  own. 

3  Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vain 
To  prophecy  upon  the  slain  ; 

In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 
'Till  thine  Almighty  aid  is  nigh. ' 

4  But,  if  thy  Spirit  deign  to  breath.-, 

Life  spreads  thro*  all  the  realms  of  Death  ; 
Dry  bones  obey  thy  powerful  voice  ; 
They  move,  they  waken,  they  rejoice. 

5  So  when  thy  trumpet's  awful  sound 

Shall  shake*  the  Heavens,  and  rend  the  ground. 
Dead  saints  shall  from  their  tombs  arise, 
And  spring  to  life  beyond  the  skies. 

HYMN  177.    Common  Metre.    Rippon. 
Duties  and  Privileges.    Jude  20,21. 

1  "TTTHILE  sinners,  who  presume  to  bear 

\  V       The  christians'  sacred  name, 
Throw  up  the  reins  to  every  lust, 
And  glory  in  their  shame ; 

2  Ye  saints,  preserv'd  in  Christ,  and  cajPrf, 

Detest  their  impious  ways  ; 

And  on  the  basis  of  your  faith 

An  heavenly  temple  raise. 

3  Upon  the  Spirit's  promis'd  aid 

Depend  from  day  to  day, 
And,  while  he  breathes  hi^quiekening  gale, 
Adore,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

4  Preserve  unqueneh'd  your  love  to  God  ; 

And  let  the  flame  arise, 
And  higher  and  still  higher  blaze, 
'Till  it  ascends  the  skies. 

5  With  a  transporting  joy  expect 

The  grace,  your  Lord  shall  give, 
When  all  his  saints  shall  from  his  hands 
Their  crowns  of  life  receive. 

HYMN  178.      148th.      Proper  Metre.      B.  Francis. 

On  opening  a  place  of  worship. 
1  TN  sweet  exalted  stvains 
J.    The  King  of  Glory  praise  ; 


440  HYMN  CLXX1X. 

O'er  heaven  and  earth  lie  reigns, 

Thro'  everlasting  days : 
He,  with  a  nod,  the  world  controls, 
Sustains  or  sinks  the  distant  poles. 

2  To  earth  he  bends  his  throne, 
His  throne  of  grace  divine  ; 
Wide  is  his  bounty  known, 
And  wide  his  glories  shine  : 

Fair  Salem,  still  his  chos.n  rest, 

Is  with  his  smiles  and  presence  blest, 

3  Then,  King  of  Glory,  come, 
And  with  thy  favour  crown 
This  templeas  thy  dome, 
This  people  as  thy  own  : 

Beneath  this  roof,  Oh,  deign  to  show, 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

4  Here,  may  thine  ears  attend 
Our  interceding  cries, 
And  grateful  praise  ascend 
All  fragrant  to  the  skies  : 

Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound. 
And  spread  the  joys  of  heaven  around. 

5  Here  may  tlf  attentive  tlu-ong 
Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love, 
And  converts  .join  the  song 
Of  Seraphim  above, 

And  willing  crowds  surround  thy  board, 
With  sacrrd  joy  and  sweet  accord. 

6  Here  may  our  unborn  sons 
And  daughters  sound  thy  praise, 
And  shine  like  polish'd  stones, 
Thro'  long  succeeding  days  ; 

Here,  Lord,  display  thy  saving  power, 
While  temples  stand,  and  men  adore. 

HYMN  179.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Baptism.    Matthew  xxviii.  19.    Actsii.  3 9. 
1  rr^  WAS  the  commission  of  our  Lord, 
X       Go  teach  the  rhitiovs  and  baptize, 
The  nations  have  receiv'd  the  word, 
Since  He  ascended  to  the  skie^ 


HYMN  CLXXX.  41 

S  He  sits  upon  di'  eternal  hills, 
With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands, 
And  sends  his  covenant,  with  the  seals, 
To  bless  the  distant  heathen  lands. 

3  Repent,  and  be  bapt/z'd,  he  saith, 
For  the  remission  of  your  sins; 
And  thus  our  sense  assists  our  faith. 
And  shews  us  what  his  gospel  means* 

4  Our  souls  he  washes  in  his  blood, 
As  water  makes  our  bodies  clean  ; 
And  the  good  Spirit  from  our  God 
Descends  like  purifying  rain. 

b  Thus  we  engage  ourselves  to  thee, 
And  seal  our  covenant  with  the  Lord  ; 
Oh,  may  the  great  Eternal  Three 
In  heaven  our  solemn  vows  record  ! 

HYMN  180.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Children  devoted  to  God.    Gen.  xvii.  7, 10.    Acts  gvi 

14, 15,  33. 

(For  those  who  practice  Infant  baptism.) 

1  rjpi-IUS  saith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

X     VU  be  a  God  to  thee  ; 
Pit  bless  thy  numerous  race,  and  they 
Shall  be  a  seed  for  me. 

2  Abra'm  believ'd  the  promis'd  grace, 

And  gave  his  son  to  God  ; 
But  water  seals  the  blessing  now. 
That  once  was  seal'd  with  blood. 

3  Thus  Lydia  sanctify \1  her  house, 

When  she  rec.  iv'd  the  word  ; 
Thus  the  believing  jailor  gave 
His  household  to  the  Lord. 

4  Thus  later  saints,  eternal  King  ! 

Thine  ancient  truths  embrace ; 
To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring. 
And  humby  claim  the  grace. 


442  HYMN  CLXXXI  CLXXXIII. 

HYMN  181.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Circumcision  and  Baptism. 

( Written  onlu  for  those  who  practise  the  Baptism  of 

Infants.) 

1  rr^HUS  did  the  sons  of  Abra'm  pass 

JL     Under  the  bloody  seal  of  grace  ; 
The  young  disciples  bore  the  yoke, 
'Till  Christ  the  painful  bondage  broke. 

2  By  milder  ways  doth  Jesus  prove 
His  Father's  covenant  and  his  love  : 
He  seals  to  saints  his  glorious  grace, 
And  not  forbids  their  infant-race. 

3  Their  seed  is  sprinkled  with  his  blood  ; 
Their  children  set  apart  for  God  ; 
His  Spirit  on  their  offspring  shed, 
Like  water  pour'd  upon  the  head. 

4  Let  every  saint  with  cheerful  voice 
In  this  large  covenant  rejoice  ; 
Young  children,  in  their  early  days, 
Shall  give  the  God  of  Abra'm  praise. 

HYMN  182.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Believers  buried  with  Christ  in  baptism.    Romans  vi. 

3,4,&c. 

1  "T\0  we  not  know  that  solemn  word, 
\j  That  we  are  buried  with  the  Lord  : 
Baptiz'd  into  his  death,  and  then 
Put  off  the  body  of  our  sin. 

2  Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath, 
Rais'd  from  corruption,  guilt,  and  death ; 
So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 
And  lives  to  God  above  the  skies. 

3  No  more  let  Sin  or  Satan.reign 
Over  our  mortal  flesh  again  : 
The  various  lusts  we  serv'd  before 
Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 

HYMN  183.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Faith  assisted  by  sense  ;  or,  Preaching,  baptism,  and 


the  Lord's  Supper. 

•-God,  my  sovereig 

Reigns  far  above  the  skies  ; 


1    "\/T Y  Saviour-God,  my  sovereign  Prince, 


HYMN  CLXXXIV. 

But  brings  his  graces  down  to  sense, 

And  helps  my  faith  to  rise. 
2  My  eyes  and  ears  shall  bless  his  name, 

They  read  and  hear  his  word  : 
My  touch  and  taste  shall  do  the  same, 

When  they  receive  the  Lord. 
Baptismal  water  is  desigu'd 

To  seal  his  cleansing  grace, 
While  at  his  feast  of  bread  and  wuic 

He  gives  his  saints  a  place. 

4  But  not  the  waters  of  a  flood 

Can  make  my  flesh  so  clean, 
As  by  his  Spirit  and  his  blood 
He'll  wash  my  soul  from  sin. 

5  Not  choicest  meats,  or  noblest  wines, 

So  much  my  heart  refresh. 
As  when  my  faith  goes  thro'  the  signs, 
And  feeds  upon  his  flesh. 

6  I  love  the  Lord  that  stoops  so  low, 

To  give  his  word  a  seal : 
But  the  rich  grace  his  hands  bestow, 
Exceeds  the  figures  still. 

HYMN  184.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 
A  practical  improvement  of  Baptism.    Col.  iii.  1. 

1  \  TTEND,  ye  children  of  your  God  ; 
J\_  Ye  Heirs  of  glory,  hear  ; 

For  accents,  so  divine  as  these. 
Might  charm  the  dullest  ear. 

2  Baptiz'd  into  your  Saviour's  death, 

Your  souls  to  sin  must  die  ; 
With  Christ  your  Lord,  ye  live  anew, 
With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 

3  There  by  his  Father's  side  he  sits, 

Enthron'd  divinely  fair : 
Yet  owns  himself  your  brother  still, 
And  your  forerunner  there. 

4  Rise  from  these  earthly  trifles,  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love ; 
Above  your  choicest  treasure  lies, 
And  be  your  hearts  above. 


444  HYMN  CLXXXV,  CLXXXVI. 

5  But  earth  and  sin  will  drag  us  down, 
When  we  attempt  to  fly  ; 
Lord,  send  thy  strong  attractive  power 
To  raise  and  fix  us  high. 
HYMN  185.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
The  Lord's  supper  instituted.    1  Cor.  xi.  23,  &c. 

1  'rri  WAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 

X     When  powers  of  earth  and'hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight. 
And  friends  betray 'd  him  to  his  foes : 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  bless'd,  and  brake  ; 
What  love  thro'  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake  ! 

3  This  is  my  body  broke  for  sfn, 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  ; 

Then  took  the  cup,  and  bless'd  the  Mine  ; 
'Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood. 
[4  For  us  his  flesh  with  nails  was  torn, 
He  bore  the  scourge,  he  felt  the  thorn  ; 
And  Justice  pour'dupon  his  head 
Its  heavy  vengeance  in  our  s  tead. 

5  For  us  his  vital  blood  was  spilt, 
To  buy  the  pardon  of  our  guilt, 
When  for  black  crimes  of  greatest  sire. 
He  gave  his  soul  a  sacrifice.] 

6  Do  this  (he  cry'd)  till  time  sliall  end, 
In  memory  of  your  dying  friend ; 
Men.  at  my  table,  ana  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord. 

7  [Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate, 

We  shew  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
'Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb.] 

HYMN  186.    Common  Metre.    Steele. 
An  invitation  to  the  gospel  feast.    Luke  xiv.  22. 
1  "VTE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 
j[    Behold  a  royal  feast  I 
Where  Mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store, 
For  every  humble  guest. 


HYMN*  LXXXYII,  A 

2  See,  Jesus  stands  \\  ith  open  arms  ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  ; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms ; 
But  see,  there  yet  is  loom— 

3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart ; 

There  love  and  pity  meet ; 

Xor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart, 

That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  In  bin  the  Father  reconcil'd 

Invites  your  souls  to  come  ; 

The  rebel'shall  be  call'd  a  cliild, 

And  kindly  welcom'd  home. 

5  Oli.  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love  ; 
AYhile  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above, 

6  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  tli'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  extacies  unknown. 

7  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  : 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore  ; 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

HYMN  187.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  J.  StenneU. 
A  sacramental  Hymn. 

1  T  ORD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 
JLi  The  wonders  of  thy  grace  : 
But  most  of  all  admire,  that  I 

Should  find  a  welcome  place  :— 

2  I,  that  am  alL.defiTd  with  sin, 

A  rebel  to  my  God  ; 
I,  that  have  crucify "d  his  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood. 

3  What  strange,  surprising  grace  is  this, 

That  such  a  soul  has  room  ! 
My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand, 
My  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

4  "  Eat,  O  my  friends,"  the  Saviour  cries, 
u  The  feast  was  made  for  vou  : 


446  HYMN  CLXXXVIII. 

"  For  you  I  groan'd,  and  Wed,  and  dy'd, 
"  And  rose,  and  triumpird  too."' 

5  With  trembling  faith,  and  bleeding  hearts 

Lord  we  accept  thy  love  : 
'Tis  a  rich  banquet  we  have  had, 
"What  will  it  be  above  ? 

6  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  of  heaven. 

Join  all  your  praising  powers ; 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love  : 
No  Saviour  is  like  ours. 

7  Had  I  ten  thousand  hearts,  dear  Lord, 

I'd  give  them  all  to  thee  : 
Had  I  ten  thousand  tongues,  they  all 
Should  join  the  harmony. 

HYMN  188.    Long  Metre.    Steele. 

Communion  with  Christ  at  his  table. 

1  np  O  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord, 

J_     (Dear  name,  by  heaven  and  earth  ador'd  !) 
Fain  would  our  hearts  ami  voices  raise 
A  cheerful  song  of  sacred  praise. 

2  But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know, 
Are  weak,  and  languishing,  and  low : 
Far,  far  above  our  humble  songs, 
The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 

3  Yet  while  around  his  board  we  meet, 
And  humbly  worship  at  his  feet ; 
Oh,  let  our  warm  affections  move, 
In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love  ! 

4  Let  faith   ur  feeble  senses  aid, 

To  see  thy  wondrous  love  display'd  ; 
Thy  broken  flesh,  thy  bleeding  veins, 
Thy  dreadful,  agonizing  pains. 
3  Let  humble,  penitential  woe. 
With  painful,  pleasing  anguish  flow  ; 
And  thy  for  giving  smiles  impart 
Life,  hope,  and  joy  to  every  heart. 


HYMX  CLXXXIX,  CXC.  447 

HYMN  isy.    Sliort  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Oommunion  iiith  Christ  and  v.-ith  saints.    1  Cor. x. 
16,17. 
[1    X  ESUS  invites  his  saints 
J    To  meet  around  liis  board ; 
Here  pardoud  rebels  sit,  ai;d  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  For  food  he  gives  his  flesh  ; 
He  bids  us  drink  his  blood  ; 

Amazing  favor  !  matchless  grace 
Of  our  descending  God  !] 

3  This  holy  bread  and  wine 
Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 

By  union  with  our  living  Lord 
And  interest  in  his  death. 

4  Our  heavenly  Father  calls 
Christ  and  his  members  one  ; 

We  the  young  Children  of  his  love, 
And  he  the  first-born  Son. 

5  We  are  but  several  parts 
Of  the  same  broken  bread  ; 

One  body  hath  its  several  limbs, 
But  Jesus  is  the  head. 

6  Let  all  our  powers  be  join'd, 
His  glorious  name  to  raise  : 

Pleasure  and  love  fill  every  mind, 

And  every  voice  be  praise. 

HYMN  190.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  nezv  testament  in  the  blood  of  Christ ;  or,  The  next) 

covenant  sealed. 

THE  promise  of  my  Father's  love 
Sliall  stand  forever  good : 
He  said,  and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 

And  seal'dthe  grace  with  blood. 
To  this  dear  covenant  of  thy  word, 

I  set  my  worthless  name ; 
I  seal  tl»'  engagement  to  my  Lord, 

And  make  my  humble  claim. 
The  light,  and  strength,  and  pardoning  grace, 

And  glory,  shall  be  mine  ; 


448  HYMN  CXCI. 

My  life,  and  soul,  my  heart  and  flesh, 
And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

4  I  call  that  legacy  my  own, 

Which  Jesus  did  bequeath  ; 
'Twas  purchas'd  with  a  dying  groan  ; 
And  ratify'd  in  death. 

5  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  his  name, 

Who  bless'd  us  in  his  will, 

And  to  his  testament  of  love, 

Made  his  own  life  the  seal. 

HYMN  191.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Christ  is  the  bread  of  life.    John  vi .  3 1. 35,  39. 

1  T    ET  us  adore  th'  eternal  word, 
JLi  'Tishe  our  souls  hath  fed  ; 
Thou  art  our  living  stream,  O  Lord, 
And  thou  th'  immortal  bread. 
[2  The  manna  came  from  lower  skies  ; 
But  Jesus  from  above, 
Where  the  fresh  springs  of  pleasure  rise 
And  rivers  flowr  with  love, 

3  The  Jews,  the  fathers,  ditd  at  last, 

Who  ate  that  heavenly  bread  : 
But  these  provisions  which  we  taste, 
Can  raise  us  from  the  dead.] 

4  Bless'd  be  the  Lord,  that  gives  his  flesh 

To  nourish  dying  men : 
And  often  spreads  his  table  fresh, 
Lest  we  should  faint  again. 

5  Our  souls  shall  draw  their  heavenly  breath, 

While  Jesus  finds  supplies : 
Nor  shall  our  graces  sink  to  death, 
For  Jesus  never  dies. 
i"6  Daily  our  mortal  flesh  decays : 
But  Christ  our  life  shall  come  ; 
His  unresisted  power  shall  raise 
Our  bodies  from  the  tomb.] 


HYMN  CXCII,  CXCIII.  4l9 

HYMN  192.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  memorial  of  our  absent  Lord.    T>hn  xvi.  16. 

Luke  xxii.  19.    John  xiv.   . 

1  T  EM JS  is  gone  above  the  skies, 

J      Wbereoor  weak  semes  reach  him  not  : 

And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes, 

To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2  He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have. 
Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face  ; 

And,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  spread 
"With  his  own  flesh  and  dying  blood  ; 
We  on  the  rich  provision  feed, 

And  taste  the  wine,  and  bless  the  God. 

4  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 
And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem  ; 
Christ  and  liis  love  fill  every  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 

5  While  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 
'Tis  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place, 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light, 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 

6  [Our  eyes  look  upwards  to  the  hills, 
Whence  our  returning  Lord  shall  come  ; 
We  wait  thy  chariot's  awful  wheels, 

To  fetch  our  longing  spirits  home. 

HYMN  193.    Long  Metre.    D.  Turner. 
Set  Mm  above  all  principalities  and  powers— Ifirrth  ry 

is  the  Lamb  that  was  slain  to  receive  glory  and  bia- 
sing.   Eph.  i.  21.    Rev.  v.  12. 
1  "VJ"OW  far  above  these  starry  skies, 

J3I      Our  Jesus  fills  his  brighter  throne. 

Invisible  to  mortal  eyes, 

But  not  to  humble  faith  unknown. 

[The  countless  hosts  that  round  him  statu?. 

The  subjects  of  his  sovereign  power; 

Fly  thro'  the  world  at  his  command. 

Or  prostrate  at  his  feet  adore. 
I  i 


450  HYMN  CXCIV. 

"5  Sal  an  and  all  his  rebel  crew 
That  rag'd  to  pull  his  kingdom  down, 
Crush'dby  his  hand, in  ruin  now, 
Lie  trembling  at  his  awful  frown. 

4  His  name  above  all  creatures  great, 
He  all  sustains,  and  all  controls ; 
Yet  from  his  high  exalted  state, 
Looks  kindly  down  on  humble  souls.] 

5  Tho'  in  the  glories  he  possess***, 
Long  ere  tins  world,  or  ti>ne  began. 
He  shines  the  Son  of  God  confessM, 
Yet  owns  himself  the  son  of  man. 

6  Here  once  in  agonies  he  died, 
Now  in  the  heaven  he  ever  lives  ; 
Of  joy  there  pours  th'  eternal  tide, 
Here  saves  the  sinner  who  believes. 

7  All  hail !  thou  great  Immanuel,  hail ! 
Ten  thousand  blessings  on  thy  name ! 
While  thus  thy  wondrous  love  we  tell, 
Our  bosoms  feel  the  sacred  flame. 

8  Come,  quickly  come,  immortal  King  ! 
On  earth  thy  regal  honours  raise  ; 
The  full  salvation  promis'd,  bring  ; 
Then  every  tongue  shall  sing  thy  praise  ! 

HYMN  194.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Christ  crucified,  the  wisdom  andpmver  of  God. 

1  T^TATURE  with  open  volume  stands, 
J3(      To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad. 
And  every  labour  of  his  hands 

Shews  something  worthy  of  a  God : 

2  But  in  the  grace  that  rescu'd  man, 
His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines  ; 
Here  on  the  cross,  'tis  fairest  drawn 
In  precious  blood,  and  crimson  lines. 

3  [Here  his  whole  name  appears  complete  ; 
Nor  man  can  guess,  nor  reason  prove, 
Which  of  the  letters  best  is  writ, 

The  power,  the  wisdom,  or  the  love.] 

4  Here  I  behold  his  inmost  heart, 

Where  grace  and  vengeance  strangely  .join. 


HYMX  CXCV.  « 

Piercing  his  Son  with  sharpest  smart, 
To  make  the  pnrchas'd  pleasures  mine. 
5  Oh!  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross, 
Where  God  the  Saviour  lov'd,  and  died  I 
Her  noblest  lite  my  spirit  draws 
From  lus  dear  wounds,  and  bleeding  side. 
I  would  for  ever  speak  his  name. 
In  sounds  to  mortal  ear*  unknown  ; 
With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 

HYMN  1 95.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Divine  love  making  a  feast,  and  calling  tj&eu&ts 
Luke  xiv.  17,  22,  23. 

1  TTOW  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 
JlL  With  Christ  within  the  door*  ; 
While  everlasting  love  displays 

The  choicest  of  her  stores ! 

2  Here  in  the  language  of  a  God 

Divine  compassion  rolls ; 
Here  peace  and  pardon,  bought  with  blood, 
Is  food  for  dying  souls. 

3  While  all  our  hearts,  and  all  our  songs, 

Join  to  admire  the  feast, 
Each  of  us  cries,  with  thankful  tongues, 
"  Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest  ? 

4  a  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 
"And  enter  while  there's  room  ; 
When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice, 
"  And  rather  starve  than  come  ?" 

5  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast, 

That  sweetly  fore'd  us  in  ; 
Else  we  had  still  refus'd  to  taste, 
And  perish'd  in  our  sin. 

6  [Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God  ! 

Constrain  the  earth  to  come ; 
Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 
And  bring  the  strangers  home. 

7  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full ; 
That  all  the  chosen  race 


452  HYMN  CXCVI,  CXCVIL 

May  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  soul, 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace.] 

HYMN  196.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

T/ie  Song  of  Simeon.    Luke  ii.  28  :  or,  A  sight  af 

Christ  makes  death  eas'j. 

1  "T^TOWhave  our  hearts  embrae'd  our  God, 
.1^1      We  would  forget  all  earthly  charms, 
And  wish  to  die,  as  Simeon  would, 

With  his  young  Saviour  in  his  arms. 

2  Our  lips  shoidd  learn  that  joyful  song, 
Were  but  our  hearts  prepar'd  like  his  ; 
"  Our  souls  still  willing  to  be  gone, 

"  And  at  thy  word  depart  in  peace. 

3  "  Here  we  have  seen  thy  face,  O  Lord, 
"  And  view'd  salvation  with  our  eyes, 
"  Tasted  and  felt  the  living  wind, 

"  The  bread  descending  from  the  skies. 

4  u  Thou  hast  prepar'd  this  dying  Lamb, 
"  Hast  set  his  blood  before  our  face, 

"  To  teach  the  terrors  of  thy  name, 
"  And  shew  the  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  "  He  is  our  light ;  our  Morning-star 
a  Shall  shine  on  nations  yet  unknown  ; 
"  The  glory  of  thine  Israel  here, 
w  And  joy  of  spirits  near  thy  throne." 

HYMN  197.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Divine  glories  and  graces. 

1  TTOW  are  thy  glories  here  display'd, 
jLX     Great  God  1  how  bright  they  shine. 
While,  at  thy  word,  we  break  the  bread, 

And  pour  the  flowing  wine  ! 

2  Here  thine  avenging  justice  stands, 

And  pleads  its  dreadful  cause ; 
Here  saving  mercy  spreads  her  hands, 
Like  Jesus  on  the  cross. 

3  Thy  saints  attend  with  every  grace 

On  this  great  sacrifice : 
And  love  appears  with  cheerful  face,   ' 
And  faith  with  fixed  eyes. 


1 


HYMN  CXCVIII.  453 

4  Our  hope  in  waiting  posture  sits, 

To  heaven  directs  her  sight  ; 

Here  every  warmer  passion  meets, 

And  warmer  powers  unite. 

5  Zealand  revenge  perform  their  part, 

And  rising  sin  destroy ; 
Repentance  comes  with  aching  heart, 
Yet  not  forbids  our  joy. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  change  our  faith  to  sight, 

Let  sin  forever  die  ; 
Then  shall  our  souls  he  all  delight, 
And  every  tear  be  dry. 

HYMN  198.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

A  Morning  Hymn.    Psal.  xix.  5,  8.  and  lxxiii.  24, 25. 

1  £~*\  OD  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice 
VX     The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  thro'  the  skies. 

2  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  East, 
The  circuit  of  his  race  begins, 
And  without  weariness  or  rest, 

Round  the  whole  earth  he  flies  and  shines. 

3  Oh,  like  the  sud,  may  I  fulfil 
Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day. 
With  ready  mind  and  active  will, 
March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

4  But  I  shall  rove,  and  lose  the  race, 
If  God.  my  Sun,  should  disappear, 
And  leave  me  in  this  world's  wild  maze, 
To  Follow  every  wandering  star. 

5  Lord,  thy  dttaanands  ave  clean  and  pure, 
Enlightening  onr  beclouded  eyes  ; 

Thy  threatenings  just,  thy  promise  sure, 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 

6  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss  ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 

Are  faint  and  cold,  compar'd  with  this. 


454  HYMN  CXCIX,  CC. 

HYMN  199.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watt*. 

An  Evening  Hymn.    Psal.  iv.  8,  and  iii.  5,  C,  and 
cxliii.  8. 

1  rpHUSfarthe  Lord  has  led  me  on  ; 

X      Thus  farms  power  prolongs  my  days; 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 
And  1  perhaps  am  fiear  my  home  ; 
But  lie  forgives  my  follies  "past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  Ixxly  down  to  sleep  ; 
Peaee  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
"While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Iii  vain  the  sons  of  earth  or  lit  11 
Tell  me  a  thousand  frightful  things  : 
My  God  in  safety  makes  me  dwell 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  his  wings. 

5  [Faith  in  thy  name  forbids  ray  fear  : 
Oh,  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart ! 
And  in  the  "morning  make  me  hear 
The  love  and  kindness  of  thy  heart. 

C  Thus,  when  tin- night  of  death  shall  come. 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  ray  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound.] 

HYMN  200.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  W: 

A  morning  song. 

1  /"VNCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
\J     Salutes  thy  waking  eyes ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 

To  him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound, 
Wide  as  the  heaven  en  which  he  sits. 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 
Z  Tis  lie  supports  my  mortal  frame  ; 
Mv  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise  ; 


HYMN  CO. 

My  sins  would  roust  his  wrath  to  flame, 

And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 
1 4  [On  a  poor  worm  thy  power  might  tread, 

And  I  could  ne'er  withstand  : 
Thy  .justice  might  have  crush'dmedead, 

iiut  mercy  held  thine  hand. 
5  A  thousand  wretched  souls  are  fled 

Since  the  last  setting  sun  ; 
And  yet  thou  kngthenest  out  my  thread, 

And  yet  my  moments  run.] 
Great  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

Whilst  I  enjoy  the'light  ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 

And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

HYMN  201.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
An  evening  song. 
[1  TVREAD  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song 
_!__/     Like  holy  incense  rise  ; 
Assist  the  offerings  of  my  tongue 

To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 
Thro'  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 
Thy  hand  was  still  my  guard. 
And  still  to  drive  my  wants  away 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepared.] 

3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 
Incompass  me  around, 

But  Oh,  how  few  returns  of  loye 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

4  What  have  I  done  for  him  that  died 

To  save  my  wretched  soul  ? 
How  are  my  "follies  multiplied, 
Fast  as  the  minutes  roll ! 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine, 

To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee, 
And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign, 
To  be  renew'd  by  thee. 

6  Sprinkled  afresh  with  pardoning  blood, 

I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 
As  in  th'  embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  mv  Saviour's  breast. 


456  HYMN  CCII,  CCIII. 

HYMN  202.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

A  song  for  morning  and  evening.    Lamentations 
23.  Isaiah  xlv.  7. 

1  VfY  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  J 
JLtjl    Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above, 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command ; 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days  ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

HYMN  203.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
A  hymn  for  morning  and  evening. 
1  TTOSANNA,  with  a  cheerful  sound, 
Xl     To  God's  upholding  hand ; 
Ten  thousand  snares  attend  us  round, 
And  yet  secure  we  stand. 
1  That  was  a  most  amazing  power, 
That  rais'd  us  with  a  word  ; 
And  every  day,  and  every  hour 
We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 

3  The  evening  rests  our  weary  head, 

And  angels  guard  the  room  ; 
We  wake  ;  and  we  admire  the  bed, 
That  was  not  made  our  tomb. 

4  The  rising  morning  can't  assure, 

That  we  shall  end  the  day  ; 
For  death  stands  ready  at  the  door, 
To  take  our  lives  away. 

5  Our  breath  is  forfeited  by  sin 

To  God's  avenging  law  ; 
"We  own  thy  grace,  immortal  King  ' 
In  every  gasp  we  draw. 

6  God  is  our  sun,  whose  daily  light 

Our  joy  and  safety  brings : 


HYMN  CCIV,  CCV. 

Our  feeble  flosh  lies  safe  at  night 
Beneath  lus  shady  wings. 

HYMN  204.    Short  Metre.    S . 

A  Morning  Hymn. 

1  CjEEhow  the  mounting  sun 
J5     Pursues  his  sinning  way  ; 

And  Wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise. 
With  every  brightening  ray. 

2  Thus  would  my  rising  soul 
Its  heavenly  Parent  sing  ; 

And  to  its  great  Original 

The  humble  tribute  bring. 

3  Serene  I  laid  me  down 
Beneath  his  guardian  care ; 

I  slept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near  J 

4  Thus  does  thine  arm  support 
This  weak  defenceless  frame  ; 

But  whence  these  favors.  Lord,  to  me. 
All  worthless  as  I  am  ? 

5  Oli,  how  shall  I  repay 
The  bounties  of  my  God  ? 

This  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 
The  pleasing,  painful  load. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  to  thy  cross 
I  bring  my  sacrifice ; 

Cleans'dbythy  blood,  it  shall  ascend 
With  fragrance  to  the  skies. 

7  My  life  I  would  anew 
Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 

HYMN  205.    Long  Metre.    Rippon. 
An  Evening  Hymn. 

GREAT  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song, 
With  humble  gratitude  I  raise, 
Oh,  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  lively  praise. 
My  days  unclouded,  as  they  pass, 
And  every  gentle,  rolling  hour, 


458  HYMN  CCVI,  CCVII. 

Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 

.>  And  yet  this  thoughtless,  wretched  heart. 
Too  oft  regardless  of  thy  love, 
Ungrateful,  can  from  thee  depart* 
And  fond  of  trifles,  vainly  rove. 

•i  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 
Of  Jesus  :  his  dear  name  alone 
I  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God, 
And  kind  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 

5  Let  this  blest  hope  mine  eye-lids  close, 
With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame  ; 
Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose, 
And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 

HYMN  206.    Common  Metre.    Nippon. 
Summer— cm  Harvt.it  Hymn. 
"i   npO  praise  the  ever  bounteous  Lord, 
|_       Mj  soul,  wake  all  thy  powers  : 
J{e  calls,  and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  smiling  harvest  hours. 

2  His  covenant  with  the  earth  he  keeps  ; 

My  tongue,  his  goodness  sing  ; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time  ; 
His  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 

3  Well  ph-as'd  the  toiling  swains  behold 

The  waving,  yellow  crop  ; 
With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away, 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 

4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  sow 

The  seeds  of  righteousness  : 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and  with  thy  beams 
The  ripening  harvest  bless. 

5  Then,  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 

Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop  ; 

The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  I  have  sow  'd  in  hope. 

HYMN  207.    Common  Metre.    Steele. 
Winter. 
1  Qt  TERN  Winter  throws  his  icy  chain* 
^5     Encircling  nature  round  : 


HYMN  CCVIII.  4M 

1  low  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  i>lains, 
Late  with  gay  verdure  crown'd  ! 

2  The  sun  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 
And  light  and  warmth  depart  ; 

And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart 

3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reign-. 
In  night's  dark  mantle  dad, 

Confin'd  in  cold,  inactive  chains  ; 
How  desolate  and  sad  ! 

4  Return,  O  blissful  Sun,  and  faring 
Thy  soul  reviving  ray  ; 

This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 

This  darkness  cheerful  day. 
Oh  happy  state,  divine  abode, 

Where  spring  eternal  reigns  ; 
And  perfect  day.  the  smile  of  God, 

Fills  all  the  heavenly  plains  ! 
Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display. 

My  drooping  joys  restore, 
And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day, 

"Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 

HYMN  208.     Long  Metre.    Rippon. 
\rhc  Seasons  crowned  with  Goodness.      Psalm  Ixv.  11. 

ETERNAL  Source  of  every  joy  ! 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear 
To  hail  thee,  Sovereign  of  the  Year. 
Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll. 
Thy  hand  supports  and  guides  the  -whole  ; 
The  Sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise. 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  slues. 
The  flowery  Spring,  at  thy  command, 
Perfumes  the  air,  and  paints  the  land  : 
The  Summer  rays  with  vigour  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 
Thy  hand,  in  Autumn,  richly  pours 
Thro'  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores  ; 
And  Winters,  softcn'd  by  thy  care, 
No  more  the  face  of  horror  wear. 


460  HYMN  CCIX,  CCX. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  day* 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 

And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade. 

6  Here  in  thy  house  let  incense  rise, 
And  circling  Sabbaths  bless  our  eyes. 
'Till  to  those  lofty  heights  we  soar, 
Where  days  and  "years  revolve  no  more. 

HYMN  209.    Long  Metre.    Rippon. 

Help  obtained  of  God.    Acts  xxvi.  22. 

Ntii-Vcar's  Day, 

1  f~^  RE  AT  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
VT     By  winch  supported  still  we  stand  : 

-     The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shews  ; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God  ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed  ; 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own , 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknow  n, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed. 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Ador'd  thro'  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  interrupt  these  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  Helper-GoA,m  whom  we  trust, 

In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 

HYMN  210.^  Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Life  the  day  of  grace  and  hope.    Eccl.ix.  4,  5,  6,10 
3  X    IFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 

JLi     The  time  t'  ensure  the  great  reward  ; 

And  while  the  lamp  holds  outtc  burn, 

The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 
2  I  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  hath  given 

To  'scape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  heaven  J 


HYMN  CCXI.  4(51 

The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day.] 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die  ; 
But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  ; 
Their  memory  and  their  sense  is  gone, 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4  [Their  hatred,  and  their  love,  is  lost ; 
Their  enw  bury'd  in  the  dust ; 
They  have  no  share  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  sun.] 

5  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might  pursue, 
Since  no  device,  nor  work,  is  found. 
Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

6  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  past 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste : 
But  darkness,  death,  and  long  despair, 
Reign  in  eternal  silence  there. 

HYMN  211.    Long  Metre.     Dr.  Walts. 
Youth  and  judgment.    Eccl.  xi.  9. 
1  \7"E  sons  of  Adam,  vain  and  young, 

X      Indulge  your  eyes,  indulge  your  tongue ; 
Taste  the  delights  your  souls  desire, 
And  give  a  loose  to  all  your  fire. 
•2  Pursue  the  pleasures  you  design, 
And  cheer  your  hearts  with  songs  and  wine ; 
Enjoy  the  day  of  mirth  ;  but  know, 
There  is  a  day  of  judgment  too. 

3  God  from  on  high  beholds  your  thoughts, 
His  book  records  your  secret  faults  : 

The  works  of  darkness  you  have  done, 
Must  all  appear  before  the  sun. 

4  The  vengeance  to  your  follies  due 

Should  strike  your  hearts  with  terror  through  ; 
How  will  ye  stand  before  his  face, 
Or  answer  for  his  injur'd  grace  ? 

5  Almighty  God,  turn  off  their  eyes 
From  these  alluring  vanities, 
And  let  the  thunder  of  thy  word 
Awake  their  souls  to  fear  the  Lord. 


462  HYMN  CCXII,  CCXIII. 

HYMN  212.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Advice  to  youth  :  or,  Old  age  and  death  in  an  uncoi, 
verted  state.    Ecel.  xii.  1,  7.    Isa.  lxv.  20. 

\  "VTOW,  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood, 
i]\      Remember  your  Creator,  Cod  : 
Behold  the  months  come  hastening  on, 
When  you  shall  say,  Sty  joys  arc  g 

2  Behold  the  aged  sinner  goes, 
Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  d*  ad. 
With  endless  curses  on  his  head. 

3  The  dust  returns  to  dust  again  ; 
The  soul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 
Ascends  to  God ;  not  there  to  dwell, 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  hell. 

4  Eternal  King !  I  fear  thy  name : 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am  ; 
And,  when  my  soul  must  hence  remove. 
Give  me  a  mansion  in  thy  love. 

HYMN  213.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts 

T/te  shortness  of  life  and  the  goodness  of  God, 

1  nr^lME!  what  an  empty  vapour  "'tis, 

X     And  days,  how  swift  they  are  ! 
Swift  as  the  archer's  arrow  rlies, 
Or  like  a  shooting  star. 

2  [The  present  moments  just  appear. 

Then  slide  away  in  haste  ; 
That  we  can  never  say,  T/te  fie  here. 
But  only  say,  Theifre  past. 

3  [Our  life  is  ever  on  the  wing, 

And  death  is  ever  nigh  ; 
The  moment  when  our  bres  begin. 
We  all  begin  to  die.] 

4  Yet,  mighty  God  !  our  fleeting  days 

Thy  lasting  favours  share  ; 
Yet  with  the  bounties  of  thy  grace. 
Thou  load'st  the  rolling  year. 

5  'Tis  sovereign  mercy  finds  us  food, 

And  we  are  ck>th/d  with  lore  ; 


HYMN"  CCXIV,  CCXV.  4* 

While  grace  stands  pointing  out  the  row!. 
That  leads  our  souls  above. 

6  His  goodness  runs  an  endless  round  ; 

All  glory  to  the  Lord  ! 
His  mercy  never  knows  a  hound  : 
And  he  his  name  ador'd. 

7  Thus  we  begin  die  lasting  song  :  , 

And  when  we  close  our  eyes, 
Let  the  next  age  thy  praise  prolong 
Till  time  and  nature  dies. 
HYMN  214.    Long  Metre.    Dr.  S.  Stamen 
Early  piety.    Matt.  xii.  20. 
i  TJ  OW  soft  the  words  my  Saviour  speaks .' 
XI-     How  kind  the  promises  he  makes  ' 
A  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  will  he  quench  the  smoking  flax. 

2  The  humble  poor  he  wont  despise, 
Nor  on  the  contrite  sinner  frown  : 
His  ear  is  open  to  their  cries, 

He  quickly  sends  salvation  down. 

3  When  piety  in  early  minds, 
Like  tender  buds  begins  to  sh  oot, 

He  guards  the  plants  from  threatening  winds. 
And  ripens  blossoms  into  fruit. 

4  With  humble  souls  he  bears  a  part 
In  all  the  sorrows  they  endure  : 
Tender  and  gracious  is  his  heart, 
His  promise  is  for  ever  sure. 

5  He  sees  the  struggles  that  prevail 
Between  the  powers  of  grace  and  sin  : 
He  kindly  listens  while  they  tell 

The  bitter  pangs  they  feel  within. 

6  Tho'  press'd  with  fears  on  every  side, 
They  know  not  how  the  strife  may  end  ; 
Yet  he  will  soon  the  cause  decide, 

And  judgment  unto  victory  send. 
HYMN  215.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 
T/ie  encouragement  young  persons  have  to  seek  Christ. 

Prov.  vih.  17. 
1  "\7*E  hearts,  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 
L    In  smiling  crowds  draw  near, 


464  HYMN  CCXVI. 

Andtuvn  from  every  mortal  charm. 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He, Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high. 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you  ; 
And  lays  lus  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  friendship  to  pursue. 

3  "  The  soul,  that  longs  to  see  my  face, 

"  Is  sure  my  love  to  gain ; 
"  And  those  that  early  seek  my  grace, 
"  Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move. 

If  once  compar'd  with  thee  ? 
What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see  ? 

5  Away,  ye  false,  delusive  toys, 

Vain  tempters  of  the  mind  I 
'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choiee, 
For  here  true  bliss  I  find. 

HYMN  216.    Long  Metre.    Dr.   Watts's   Sermons. 
A  lovely  youth  falling  short  of  heaven.    Mark  X.  2J. 

1  "m /T  UST  all  the  charms  of  nature  then, 
_LYI_     So  hopeless  to  salvation  prove  ? 
Can  hell  demand,  can  heaven  condemn, 
The  man  whom  Jesus  deigns  to  love  ? 

2  The  man  who  sought  the  ways  of  truth, 
Paid  friends  and  neighbors  all  their  due ; 
A  modest,  sober,  lovely  youth, 

Who  thought  he  wanted  nothing  now  ? 

3  But  mark  the  change  :  thus  spake  the  Lord* 
"  Come,  part  with  earth  for  heaven  to  day.'* 
The  Youth,  astonish'd  at  the  word, 

In  silent  sadness  went  his  way. 

4  Poor  virtues,  that  he  boasted  so, 
This  test  unable  to  endure, 

Let  Christ,  and  grace,  and  glory  go; 
To  make  his  land  and  money  sure. 
3  Ah,  foolish  choice  of  treasures  here  ' 
Ah,  fatal  love  of  tempting  gold  ! 
Must  this  base  world  be  bought  so  dear 
And  life  and  heaven  so  cheaply  sold 


HYMN  CCXVII,  CC XVIII.  4<55 

o  In  vain  the  charms  of  nature  shine, 
If  this  vile  passion  governs  me  ; 
Transform  my  sou),  O  love  divine  ! 
And  make  me  part  with  all  tor  thee. 

HYMN  217.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Frail  life,  and  succeeding  eternity. 
r  X^  HEE  we  adore,  eternal  Name  ! 
J.       And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame  ;j 
What  dying  worms  are  we  i 

2  [Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still,] 

As  months  and  days  increase  ; 

And  every  beating  pulse,  we  tell, 

Leaves  the  small  number  less. 

3  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 

The  breath,  that  first  it  gave  ; 

Whate'er  we  do,  whate'er  we  be, 

We're  travelling  to  the  grave.] 

4  Dangers  stand  thick  thro'  all  the  ground, 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Great  God  !  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things ! 
Th'  eternal  state  of  all  the  dead 

Upon  life's  feeble  strings. 
o  Infinite  joy,  or  endless  woe, 

Attends  on  every  breath  ; 
And  yet,  how  unconcern'd  we  go 

Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 
7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road  : 
And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God. 

HYMN  218.    Short  Metre.    Fawcelt. 

Ho'o  shall   a  young  man  cleanse  his  way. 
Psalm  cxix,  9. 
1  TfTITH  humble  heart  and  tongue, 
W     My  God,  to  thee  I  pray  ; 
Kk 


466  HYMN  CCXIX. 

Ob,  make  me  learn  whilst  lam  young. 
How  I  may  cleanse  my  way. 

2  Now  in  my  early  days, 

1  each  mt  thy  will  to  know  ; 

0  God,  thy  sanctifying  grace 

Betimes  on  me  bestow. 

3  Make  an  unguarded  Youth 
The  object  of  thy  care  ; 

Help  me  to  choose  me  «  ay  of  truth, 
And  fly  from  every  snare. 

4  My  heart,  to  folly  prone, 
Renew  by  power  divine  ; 

Unite  it  to  thyself  alone, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

5  Oh,  let  thy  word  of  grace 

My  «  armest  thoughts  employ  , 
Be  this,  thro'  all  my  following  days, 
My  treasure  and  my  joy. 

6  To  what  thy  laws  impart 
Be  my  whole  soul  inclin'd  ; 

Oh,  let  them  dwell  within  my  heart, 
And  sanctify  my  mind. 

7  May  thy  young  servant  learn, 
By  these  to  cleanse  his  way  ; 

And  may  1  here  the  path  discern, 
That  leads  to  endless  day. 

HYMN  219.    Long  Metre.    President  Davies. 

National  Judgments  deprecated,  and  national  mercit 

pleaded.    Amosiii.  i—  6. 

1  ~*T  r  HILE  o'er  our  guilty  land,  O  Lord, 

\  V     We  view  the  terrors  of  thy  sword  : 
Oh,  whither  shell  the  helpless  fly  ;" 
To  whom  but  thee  direct  their  cry  ? 

2  The  helpless  sinner's  cries  and  tears 
Are  grown  familial-  to  thine  ears  ; 
Oft  has  thy  mercy  sent  relief, 
When  all  was  fear  and  hopeless  grit  f. 

3  On  tht*>,  our  guardian  God,  we  call. 
Before  thy  throne  of  grace  we  fail. 
And  is  there  no  deliverance  there 
And  must  we  perish  in  despair  ? 


HYMN  CCXX.  4( 

4  See,  we  repent,  we  weep,  we  mourn, 

To  our  forsaken  God  %\e  turn  ; 

Oh,  spare  our  guilty  country,  spare 

The  church,  *  Inch  thou  hast  planted  here. 
I  We  plead  thy  grace,  indulgent  God ; 

We  plead  thy  Son's  atoning  hlood  ; 

We  plead  thy  gracious  promises  : 

And  are  they  unavailing  pleas  ? 
6  These  pleas,  presented  at  thy  throne. 

Have  brought  ten  thousand  blessings  down 

On  guilty  lands  in  helpless  woe  ; 

Let  then'j  prevail  to  save  us  too. 

HYMN  220.    Long  Metre.    Steele. 
Praise  for  national  peace.    Psalm  xlvi.  9. 

1  |~1  RE  AT  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 
Vl   A  word  of  thy  Almighty  breath 
Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise  : 

Thy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arms, 
And  rage,  and  noise,  and  tumult,  reign, 
And  war  resounds  its  dire  alarms, 

And  slaughter  spreads  the  hostile  plains ; 

3  Thy  sovereign  eye  looks  calmly  down, 

And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  their  power 
Thy  word  the  angry  nations  own, 
And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wing, 
(Sweet  peace,  with  her  what  blessings  fled  I) 
Glad  plenty  laughs,  the  vallies  sing, 
Reviving  commerce  lifts  her  head. 

5  Thou  good,  and  wise,  and  righteous  Lord, 
All  moves  subservient  to  thy  will ; 

And  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 
And  thy  sublime  dtcress  fullil. 
0  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  songs, 
Thy  kind  protection  still  implore  ; 
Oh,  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues, 
Confer  thy  goodnrsc  and  adore. 


463  HYMN  CCXXI,  CCXXII. 

HYMN  221.    Common  Metre.    Rippom 
Thanksgiving  for  victory  over  our  Enemies. 

1  np  O  thee,  who  reign'st  supreme  above, 

X     And  reign'st  supreme  below, 
Thou  God  of  wisdom,  power,  and  love, 
We  our  successes  owe. 

2  The  thundering  horse,  the  martial  band, 

Without  thine  aid  were  vain  ; 

And  victory  flies  at  thy  command, 

To  crown  the  bright  campaign. 

3  Thy  mighty  arm,  unseen,  was  nigh, 

When  we  our  foes  assail'd  : 
'Tis  thou  hast  rais'd  our  honors  high, 
*  And  o'er  their  hosts  prevail'd. 

4  Their  mounds,  their  camps,  their  lofty  towers, 

Into  our  hands  are  given, 
Not  from  desert  or  strength  of  ours, 
But  thro'  the  grace  of  heaven. 

5  What  tho'  no  columns  lifted  high 

Stand  deep  inscrib'd  with  praise, 
Yet  sounding  honors  to  the  sky 
Our  grateful  tongues  shall  raise. 

6  To  our  young  race  will  we  proclaim 

The  mercies,  God  has  shown  ; 
That  they  may  learn  to  bless  his  name, 
And  choose  him  for  their  own. 

7  Thus,  while  we  sleep  in  silent  dust, 

When  threatening  dangers  come, 
Their  father's  God  shall  be  their  trust, 
Their  refuge  and  their  home. 
HYMN  222.    Common  Metre.    Leech. 
For  a  time  of  general  Sickness. 

DEATH,  with  his  dread  commission  seal'd, 
Now  hastens  to  his  arms  ; 
In  awful  state  he  takes  the  field, 
And  sounds  his  dire  alarms. 
2  Attendant  plagues  around  him  stand, 
And  wait  his  dread  command  ; 
And  pains,  and  dying  groans,  obey 
The  signal  of  his  hand. 


HYMN  CCXXIII.  469 

3  With  cruel  force  he  scatters  round 

His  shafts  of  deadly  power  ; 
"While  the  grave  waits  its  destin'd  prey, 
Impatient  to  devour. 

4  Look  up,  ye  heirs  of  endless  joy, 

Nor  k-t  your  fears  prevail  ; 
Eternal  life  is  your  reward, 
When  life  on  earth  shall  fail. 

5  What  tho'  his  darts,  promiscuous  hurl'd, 

Deal  fatal  plagues  around  ; 
Ami  heaps  of  putrid  carcases 
O'erload  the  cumbered  ground  ; 

6  The  arrows,  that  shall  wound  your  flesh, 

Were  given  him  from  above, 
Dipt  in  the  great  Redeemer's  blood, 
And  wing'd  with  grace  and  love. 

7  These,  with  a  gentle  hand,  he  throws, 

And  saints  lie  gasping  too  ; 
But  heavenly  strength  supports  their  souls, 
And  bearsthem  conquerors  thro'. 

8  Joyful  they  stretch  their  wings  abroad, 

And  all  in  triumph  rise, 
To  the  fair  palace  of  their  God, 
And  mansions  in  the  skies. 

HYMN  223.    Common  Metre.    Steele. 

Desiring  tlw  presence  of  God  in  Affliction. 

1  npHOU  only  centre  of  my  rest, 

X     Look  down  with  pitying  eye, 
While,  with  protracted  pain  opprest, 
I  breathe  the  plaintive  si^h. 

2  Thy  gracious  presence,  O  my  God, 

My  every  wish  contains  ; 
With  this,  "beneath  affliction's  load, 
My  heart  no  more  complains. 

3  This  can  my  every  care  control, 

Gild  each  dark  scene  with  light ; 
This  is  the  sunshine  of  the  soul ; 
Without  it  all  is  night. 
•  4  My  Lord,  my  life.  Oh  cheer  my  heart 
With  thy  "reviving  ray, 


470  II VMS'  CCXX1V. 

And  bid  those  mournful  shades  depart, 
And  bring  the  dawn  of  day  ! 

5  O  happy  scenes  of  pure  delight ! 

Where  thy  full  beams  impart 
Unclouded  beauty  to  the  sight, 
And  rapture  to  the  heart. 

6  Her  part  in  those  fair  realms  of  bliss, 

My  spirit  longs  to  know  ; 

My  wishes  terminate  in  this, 

Nor  can  they  rest  below. 

7  Lord,  shall  the  breathings  of  my  heart 

Aspire  in  vain  to  thee  ? 
Confirm  my  hope,  that  where  thou  art 
I  shall  forever  be. 

8  Then  shall  my  cheerful  spirit  sing 

The  darksome  hours  away, 
And  rise  on  faith's  expanded  wing 
To  everlasting  day. 

HYMN  224.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Warn. 
Complaint  and  hope  undtr  great  pain. 

1  T    ORD,  I  am  pain'd,  hut  I  resign 
J_j   My  body  to  thy  will ; 

'Tis  grace,  'tis  wisdom  all  divine, 
Appoints  the  pains  I  feel. 

2  Dark  are  thy  ways  of  providence, 

While  they  who  love  thee  groan  ; 
Thy  reasons  lie  conceal'd  from  sense, 
Mysterious  and  unknown. 

3  Yet  nature  may  have  leave  to  speak, 

And  plead  before  her  God, 
Lest  the  o'erburden'd  heart  should  break 
Beneath  thine  heavy  rod. 

4  These  mournful  groans,  and  flowing  tear^. 

Give  my  poor  spirit  ease  : 
While  every  groan  my  Father  hears, 

And  every  tear  he  sees. 
[5  How  shall  I  glorify  my  God^ 

In  bonds  of  grief  eonfin'd  ? 
Damp'd  is  >iiy  vigor  while  this  clod 

Hangs  heavy  on  my  mind.] 


HYMN  CCXXV,  CCXXVI.  47 1 

u  Is  not  some  smiling  hour  at  hand, 
With  peace  upou  its  wings  ? 
Give  it,  O  God,  thy  swift  command, 
With  all  the  joys  it  brings. 

HYMN  225.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 
Praise  fur  recovery  from  sickness.    Ps.  cxviii.  IS,  19. 

1  CJ  OVEREIGN  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand 
»3  In  every  chastening  stroke  ;  " 
And,  while  I  smart  beneath  thy  rod, 

Thy  presence  I  invoke. 

2  To  thee  in  my  distress  I  ery'd, 

And  thou  hast  bovv'd  thine  ear  ; 
Thy  powerful  word  my  life  prolong'd, 
And  brought  salvation  near. 

3  Unfold,  ye  gates  of  righteousness, 

That,  with  the  pious  throng, 

I  may  record  my  solemn  vows, 

And  tune  my  grateful  song. 

4  Praise  to  the  Lord,  whose  gentle  hand 

Renews  our  laboring  breath  I 
Praise  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  saints 
Triumphant  e'en  in  death. 

5  My  God,  in  thine  appointed  hour 

Those  heavenly  gates  display, 
Where  pain,  and  sin,  and  fear,  and  death, 
For  ever  flee  away. 

6  There,  while  the  nations-of  the  bless'd, 

With  raptures  bow  around, 
My  anthems  to  delivering  grace, 
In  sweeter  strains  shall  sound. 

HYMN  220.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  Song  of  Simeon  ;  or,  Death  made  desirable^ 

Luke  ii.  27,  &c. 

1  T    ORD,  at  thy  temple  we  appear, 
J_J  As  happy  Simeon  came, 

And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here ; 
Oh,  make  our  joys  the  same  ! 

2  With  what  divine  and  vast  delight 

The  good  old  man  was  filfd 


472  HYMX  CCXXVJi. 

When  fondly  in  bis  wither'd  arm-, 
He  clasp'd  the  holy  child. 

3  "  Now  I  can  leave  this  world,'"  he  cr\M. 

"  Behold  thy  servant  dies  ; 
M  I've  seen  thy  great  salvation.  Lord, 
'•  And  close  my  peaceful  e>  -. 

4  u  This  is  the  light,  prepar'd  to  shine 

"  Upon  the  Gentile  lands 
"  Thine  Israel's  glory,  and  their  hope, 

M  To  break  their  slavish  bands."' 
[5  Jesus  !  the  vision  of  thy  face, 

Hath  overpowering  charms  ! 
Scarce  shall  I  feel  death's  cold  embrace, 

If  Christ  be  in  my  arms. 
6  Then,  while  ye  hear  my  heart-strings  break, 

How  sweet  my  minutes  roll ! 
A  mortal  palenJss  on  my  cheek, 

And  glory  in  my  soul. 

HYMN  227.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Wattl 
The  death  of  a  sinner. 

1  AT  Y  thoughts  on  awful  subjects  roll, 
i\L     Damnation  and  the  dead  ; 
What  horrors  seize  the  guilty  soul 

Upon  a  dying  bed  ! 

2  Lingering  about  these  mortal  shores, 

She  makes  a  long  delay. 
'Till,  like  a  flood,  with  rapid  force, 
Death  sweeps  the  \\  retch  away. 

3  Then,  swift  and  dreadful,  she  descends 

Down  to  the  fiery  coast. 

Amongst  abominable  fiends, 

Herself  a  frighted  ghost. 

4  There  endless  crowds  of  sinners  lie. 

And  darkness  makes  their  chains ; 
Tortur'd  with  keen  despair  they  ery, 
Yet  wait  for  fiercer  pains. 

5  Not  all  their  anguish  and  their  blood 

For  their  past  guilt  atones, 
Nor  the  compassion  of  a  God 
Shall  hearken  to  their  groans. 


HYMN  CCXXVIII,  CCXXIX. 

6  Amazing  grace,  that  kept  my  breath, 
Nor  bade  my  soul  remove,' 
'Till  I  bad  learn'd  my  Saviour's  death, 
And  well  insur'd  his  love ! 
HYJIX  228.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Death  find  eternity. 

1  Q  TOOP  down,  my  thoughts,  that  use  to  rise., 
O     Converse  awhile  with  death  : 

Think  how  a  gasping  mortal  lies, 
And  pants  away  bis  breath. 

2  His  quivering  lips  hang  feebly  down  ; 

His  pulse  is  faint  and  few  ; 
Then  speechless,  with  a  doleful  groan, 
He  bids  the  world  adieu. 

3  But,  Oh,  the  soul  that  never  dies  .' 

At  once  it  leaves  the  clay  ! 
Ye  thoughts,  pursue  it  where  it  flies, 
And  trace  its  wondrous  way. 

4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angels  dwell, 

It  mounts  triumphant  there  : 
Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell, 
In  infinite  despair. 

5  And  must  my  body  faint  and  die  ? 

And  must  this  soul  remove  ? 
Oh,  for  some  guardian  Angel  nigh, 
To  bear  it  safe  above. 

6  Jesus,  to  thy  dear,  faithfuHiand, 

My  naked  soul  I  trust  ; 
My  flesh  shall  wait  for  thy  command, 
And  drop  into  my  dust. 
HYMN  229.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Walts. 
Moses  dying  in  five  embraces  of  God. 

1  T\E  ATH  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid, 
\j    If  God  be  with  us  there  : 

We  may  walk  thro'  its  darkest  shade, 
And  never  yield  to  fear. 

2  I  could  renounce  my  all  below, 

If  my  Creator  bid  ; 
And  run,  if  I  were  call'd  to  go', 
And  die  as  Moses  did. 


474  HYMN  CCXXX,  CCXXXI. 

-.  Might  I  but  climb  to  Pisgah's  top, 

And  view  the  promis'd  land. 

My  flesh  itself  would  long  to  drop, 

And  pray  for  the  command. 

4  Clasp'd  in  my  heavenly  Father's  arms, 

I  would  forget  my  breath  ; 
And  lose  my  life  amid  the  charms 
Of  so  divine  a  death. 

HYMN  230.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watls. 
Death  dreadful,  or  delightful. 

1  TXEATH  1  'tis  a  melancholy  day 
\J     To  those  that  have  no  God, 
When  the  poor  soul  is  forced  away 

To  seek  her  last  abode. 

2  In  vain  to  heaven  she  lifts  her  eyes ; 

But  guilt,  a  heavy  chain, 
Still  drags  her  downward,  from  the  skies, 
To  darkness,  fire,  and  pain. 

3  Awake  and  mourn,  ye  heirs  of  hell, 

Let  stubborn  sinners  fear  ; 
You  must  be  driven  from  earth,  and  dwell 
A  long/o;-  ever  there, 
i  See  how  the  pit  gapes  wide  for  you, 
And  flashes  in  your  face  ; 
And  thou,  my  soul,  look  downward  too, 
And  sing  recovering  grace. 

5  He  is  a  God  of  sovereign  love, 

That  promis'd  heaven  to  me, 
And  taught  my  thoughts  to  soar  above, 
Where  happy  spirits  be. 

6  Prepare  me,  Lord,  for  thy  right  hand  ; 

Then  come  the  joyful  day  ; 
Come,  death,  and  some  celestial  band, 
To  bear  my  soul  away. 
HYMN  231.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Walls. 
A  thought  of  death  and  glory. 
1  "\T  Y  soul,  come,  meditate  the  day, 
iVl     And  think  how  near  it  stands, 
When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of  Clay, 
And  fly  to  unknown  lands. 


HYMX  CCXXXII. 

[2  And  you, mine  eyes,  look  down  and  view 
The  hollow,  gaping  tomb  : 
This  gloomy  prison  waits  for  you, 
When'er  the  summons  come.] 
2  Oh  !  could  we  die  with  those  that  die, 
And  place  us  in  their  stead  ; 
Then  would  our  spirits  learn  to  fly, 
And  converse  with  the  dead  ; 
4  Then  should  we  see  the  saints  ai>o\e 
In  their  own  glorious  forms, 
And  wonder  why  our  souls  should  love 
To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 
[5  How  we  should  scorn  these  clothes  of  flesh, 
These  fetters,  and  this  load  : 
And  long  for  evening  to  undress, 
That  we  may  rest  with  God.] 
6  We  shoidd  almost  forsake  our  clay, 
Before  the  summons  come, 
And  pray,  and  wish  our  souls  away 
To  their  eternal  home. 

HYMN  232.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

A  Funeral  thought. 

ARK  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound  : 


H 


My  ears  attend  the  cry  : 
Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground, 
"  Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 
C  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 
"  In  spite  of  all  your  towers ! 
"  The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 
"  Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickening  gvaef , 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly  : 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 


476  HYMN  CCXXXIII,  CCXXXIV. 

HYMN  233.    Common  Metre.    Needham. 
The  rich  Fool  surprised.    Luke  xii.  16—22. 

1  TA  ELUDED  souls  !   who  think  to  find 
\_J     A  solid  bliss  below  : 

Bliss  !  the  fair  flower  of  Paradise, 
On  earth  can  never  grow. 

2  See  how  the  foolish  wretch  is  pleas'd, 

T'  increase  Jus  worldly  store  J 
Too  scanty  now  he  finds  his  haras, 
And  covets  room  for  more. 

3  "  What  shall  I  do  ?"  distrest  he  cries  ; 

**  This  scheme  will  I  pursue : 
"  My  scanty  bams  shall  now  came  down, 
"  I'll  build  them  'arge  and  new. 

4  K  Here  will  I  lay  my  fruits,  and  bid 

"  My  soid  to  take  its  ease  : 
"  Eat, drink,  lie  glad  ;  my  Listing  store 
"  Shall  give  what  joys  I  please." 

5  Scarce  had  he  spoke,  when  lo  !  from  heaven 

Th'  Almighty  made  reply  : 
"  For  whom  dost  thou  provide,  thou  fool  ? 
"  This  night  thyself  shalt  die." 

6  Teach  me,  my  God,  all  earthly  joys 

Are  but  an  empty  dream  : 
And  may  I  seek  my  bliss  alone, 
In  thee  the  good  Supreme  I 
HYMN  234.    Com.  Metre.    Di\  Watts's  Lyric  Poems. 
Death  and  Eternity. 

1  If  Y  thoughts,  that  often  mount  the  skies, 
IVl  Go  search  the  world  beneath, 
Where  nature  all  in  ruin  lies 

And  owns  her  sovereign,  Death. 

2  The  tyrant  how  he  triumphs  here,* 

His  "trophies  spread  around  1 
And  heaps  of  dust  and  bones  appear 
Thro'  all  the  hollow  ground. 

3  These  skulls,  what  ghastly  figures  now  ! 

How  loathsome  to  the  eyes ; 

*BunhHl  Field*. 


hymn  ccxxxv. 

A  hese  arc  the  heads  we  lately  knew 
So  beauteous  and  so  wise. 

4  But  wfiere  the  souls,  those  deathless  things, 

That  left  their  dying  clay  ? 
My  thoughts,  now  stretchout  all  your  wings, 
And  trace  eternity. 

5  Oh,  that  unfathomable  sea  ! 

Those  deeps  without  a  shore  I 
Where  living  waters  gently  play, 
Or  fiery  billows  roar. 

6  There  we  shall  swim  in  heavenly  bliss, 

Or  sink  in  flaming  waves  : 
While  the  pale  carcase  breathless  lies 
Among  the  silent  graves. 

7  "  Prepare  us,  Lord,  for  thy  right  hand, 

"  Then  come  the  joyful  day, 
"  Come,  death,  and  some  celestial  band, 
"  To  bear  our  souls  away." 

HYMN  235.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
A  prospect  of  heaven  makes  death  easy. 

1  npHERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

_|_     Where  saints  immortal  reign, 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never- withering  flowers : 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 

This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  [Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  dress'd  in  living  green  ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rol  I'd  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 
And  linger,  shivering  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  aw  ay.] 

5  Oh,  could  we  make  cur  doubts  remove,     . 

These  gloomy  doubts  that  lise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes .' 


478  HYMN  CCXXXVI,  CCXXXVII. 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 
And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 
HYMN  236.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Triumph  over  death,  in  hope  of  the  resurrection. 

1  A   ND  must  this  body  die  ? 
J\,    This  mortal  frame  decay  ? 

And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mouldering  in  the  clay  ? 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 
Shall  but  refine  this  flesh, 

'Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes, 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 
And  often  from  the  skies 

Looks  down,  and  watches  all  mv  dust, 
'Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

4  Array'd  in  glorious  grace, 
Shall  these  rile  bodies  shine, 

And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 
To  Jesus's  dying  love  ; 

We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  power  above. 

6  Dear  Lord!  accept  the  praise 
Of  these  our  humble  songs, 

'Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

HYMN  237.    Long  Metre.    Fawcett. 
The  death  of  the  sinner  and  the  saint. 

1  TTTHAT  scenes  of  horror  and  of  dread. 

VV     Await  the  sinner's  dying  bed  I 
Death's  terrors  all  appear  in  sight, 
Presages  of  eternal  night. 

2  His  sins  in  dreadful  order  rise, 
And  fill  his  soul  with  sad  surprise  ; 
Mount  ShiaPs  thunder  stuns  his  ears, 
And  not  <mf>  ray  of  hope  appears. 


HYMN  CCXXXVIII. 

3  Tormenting  pangs  distract  his  breast, 
Where'er  he  turns  he  finds  no  rest : 
Death  strikes  the  blow,  lie  groans  and  cries, 
And,  in  despair  and  horror,  dies. 

I  Not  so  the  heir  of  heavenly  bliss  : 
His  soul  is  fill'd  with  conscious  peace  : 
A  steady  faith  subdues  his  fear  ; 
He  sees  the  happy  Canaan  near. 

5  His  mind  is  tranquil  and  serene, 
No  terrors  in  his  looks  are  seen  ; 

His  Saviour's  smile  dispels  the  gloom, 
And  smooths  his  passage  to  the  tomb. 

6  Lord,  make  my  faith  and  love  sincere, 
My  judgment  sound,  my  conscience  clear  ; 
And,  when  the  toils  of  life  are  past, 

May  I  be  found  in  peace  at  last. 
HYMN  238.    Proper  Metre.    148th.    Toplady' 
Collection. 
The  midnight  cry.    Matt.  xxv.  6. 

1  "\7"E  Virgin  souls,  arise, 

j[    With  all  the  dead  awake, 

Unto  salvation  wise, 

Oil  in  your  vessels  take : 
Upstarting  at  the  midnight-cry, 
Behold  your  heavenly  Bridegroom  nigh. 

2  He  comes,  he  comes,  to  call 
The  nations  to  his  bar, 
And  take  to  glory  all 
Who  meet  for  glory  are  : 

Make  ready  for  your"  free  reward, 
Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  your  Lord. 

3  Go,  meet  him  in  the  sky, 
Your  everlasting  friend ; 
Your  Head  to  glorify, 
With  all  Ids  saints  ascend  : 

Ye  pure  in  heart,  obtain  the  grae;' 
To  see,  without  a  veil,  his  face. 

4  Ye,  that  have  here  receiv'd 
The  unction  from  above, 
And  in  his  Spirit  liv'd, 
And  thirsted  for  his  love, 


480  IIYMX  CCXXXIX. 

Jesus  shall  claim  you  fur  his  bride, 
Rejoice  with  all  the  sanctif  y*d. 
5  Rejoice,  in  glorious  hope 

Of  that  great  day  unknown, 

"When  you  shall  be  caught  up 

To  stand  before  his  throne  ; 
Call'd  to  partake  the  marriage-feast, 
And  lean  on  our  lmmanuef  s  breast. 

0  The  everlasting  doors 
Shall  soon  the  Saints  receive. 

With  Seraphs,  Thrones, and  Powers 

In  glorious  joy  to  live  ; 
And  far  from  sorrow,  pain,  and  sin, 
To  reign  in  j>eace  and  light  divine. 
7  Then  let  us  wait  to  hear 

The  trumptfs  welcome  sound: 

To  see  our  Lord  appear, 

May  we  be  watching  found  I 
Enrob'din  righteousness  divine, 
In  which  the  bride  shall  ever  shine. 

HYMN  239.    Common  Metre.    Rippon. 

Victory   over  death  through  Christ.      1  Cor.  xv.  57 

1  "ITTHEX  death  appears  before  my  sight, 

W     In  all  his  dire  array. 
Unequal  to  the  dreadful  sight, 
My  courage  dies  away. 

2  But  see  my  glorious  leader  nigh  ! 

My  Lord,  my  Saviour  lives  ; 
Before  him  death's  pale  terrors  fly, 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

3  He  left  his  dazzling  throne  above  ; 

He  met  the  tyrant's  dart, 
And  (O  amazing  power  of  love  .') 
Receiv'd  it  in  his  heart. 

4  Xo  more,  O  grim  destroyer,  boast 

Thy  universal  sway  : 
To  heaven-bom  souls  thy  sting  is  lost, 
Thy  night  is  chang'd  to  day. 

5  Lord,  I  commit  my  soul  to  thee  ; 

Accept  the  sacred  trust ; 


HYMN  CCXL.  481 

Receive  this  nobler  pait  of  me, 
And  watch  my  sleeping  dust : 

6  'Till  that  illustrious  morning  come, 

When  all  thy  saints  shall  rise, 
And,  cloth'd  in  full  immortal  bloom, 
Attend  thee  to  the  skies. 

7  When  thy  triumphant  armies  sing- 

The  honors  of  thy  name, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  glory  to  the  Lamb  ; 

8  Oh,  let  me  join  the  raptur'd  lays, 

And  with  the  blissful  throng 
Resound  salvation,  power,  and  praise, 
In  everlasting  song. 
HYMN  240.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts'  Lyric. 
The  presence  of  God  worth  dying  for  :  or,  The  deaf' 
of  Moses.    Deut.  xxxii.  49,  50.  xxxiv.  5. 

1  T    ORD, 'tis  an  infinite  delight 

I  a     To  see  thy  lovely  face, 
To  dwell  whole  ages  in  thy  sight, 
And  feel  thy  vital  rays. 

2  This  Gabriel  knows,  and  sings  thy  name, 

With  rapture  on  his  tongue  : 

Moses,  the  saint,  enjoys  the  same, 

And  heaven  repeats  the  song. 

3  While  the  bright  nation  sounds  thy  praise 

From  each  eternal  hill,    - 
Sweet  odors  of  exhaling  grace, 
The  happy  region  fill. 

4  Thy  love,  a  sea  without  a  shore, 

Spreads  life  and  joy  abroad  ; 
Oh,  'tis  a  heaven  worth  dying  for, 
To  see  a  smiling  God  ! 

5  Sweet  was  the  journey  to  the  sky, 

The  wondrous  Prophet  try'd  ; 
"Climb  up  the  mount,"  said  God,"  and  die  :" 
The  Prophet  climb'd  and  dy'd. 
5  Shew  me  thy  face,  and  I'll  awa  j 
From  all  inferior  things  ; 


4S2  HYMN  CCXLI,  CCXLII. 

Speak, Lord,  and  lure  I  quit  my  clay, 
And  stretch  my  airy  wings. 

HYMN  241.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  S.  Stenqett. 

Children  dying  in  t/ieir  infancy  in  the  arms  of'Jesut. 

Matt.  xi\.  14. 
i  rr\  HY  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord, 
JL     With  transport  all  divine  ; 
TJiine  image  trace  in  every  word, 
Thy  love  in  every  line. 
2  Methinks  I  see  a  thousand  charms 
Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face ; 
While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 
Receive  the  smiling  grace. 
3*1  take  these  little  lambs,"  said  lie, 
"  And  lay  them  on  my  breast ; 
u  Protection  they  shall  find  in  me, 
"  In  me  be  ever  blest. 

4  "  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 

"  But  can't  dissolve  my  love : 
K  Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
"  The  family  above. 

5  "  Their  feeble  frames  my  power  shall  raise. 

"  And  mould  vith  heavenly  skill  : 
"  I'll  give  them  tongues  to  sing  my  praise, 
"  And  hands  to  do  my  will." 

6  His  words  the  happy  parents  hear, 

And  shout  with  joys  divine, 
"  Dear  Saviour,  all  we  have,  and  are, 
"  Shall  be  forever  thine." 

HYMN  242.    Common  Metre.    Steele. 

At  the  funeral  of  a  young  person. 

1  TITHEN  blooming  Youth  is  snatch'd  awa; . 

VV     By  Death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 

Oh.  may  this  truth  imprest 
With  awful  power,— I  too  must  dis.— 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 


HYMX  CCXT.UI.  *43 

j  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more  • 
Behold  the  gaping  tomb  ! 
It  bids  lis  seize  the  present  hour  ; 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  seene 

May  every  heart  obey  ; 
Nor  be  the  heavenly  warning  vain. 
Which  calls  to  watch,  and  pray. 

5  Oh,  let  ns  fly,  to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  powerful  una  ran  save  ; 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

6  Great  God,  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 

With  cleansing,  healing  power  ; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 
For  Death's  surprising  hour. 

HYMX  243.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Daddridge. 

Comfort  far  pious  parents  who  have  been  bereaved  >--' 

their  children.    Isaiah  lvi.  4,  5. 
1  ~\7"E  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming  tears' 
X.    Flow  o'er  your  children  dead, 
Say  not  in  transports  of  despair, 
That  all  your  hopes  are  fled. 
1  While  cleaving  to  that  darling  dust, 
In  fond  distress  ye  lie. 
Rise,  and  with  joy  and  reverence  view 
A  heavenly  parent  nigh.  - 

3  Tho' your  young  branches  tcrneaway. 

Like  witherd  trunks  ye  stand, 
With  fairer  verdure  shall  ye  bloom, 
TouclTd  by  th'  Almighty's  hand. 

4  "111  give  the  mourner,"  saith  the  Lord, 
"  In  my  own  house  a  place  ; 
No  names  of  daughters  and  of  sons 
';  Could  yield  so  high  a  grace. 

"  Transient  and  vain  is  every  hope, 
"  A  rising  race  can  give  : 
In  endless  honour  and  delight 
k-  My  children  all  shall  live.*' 


484  HYMN  CCXLIV,  CCXLV. 

6  We  welcome,  Lord,  those  rising  tears, 
Thro'  w liich  thy  face  we  see, 
And  bless  those  wounds,  which  thro1  our  heart  <• 

Prepare  a  way  lor  thee. 
HYMN  244.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 
Submission  under  bereaving  providences. 
Psa.  xlvi.  10. 

1  T>EACE,  'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand 
JL     i'Jiat  blasts  our  joys  in  death  ; 
Changes  the  visage  once  so  dear, 

And  gathers  back  the  breath. 

2  'Tis  he,  the  potentate  supreme 

Of  all  the  Worlds  above, 
Whose  steady  councils  wiselj  rule, 
Nor  from  their  purpose  move. 

3  'Tis  he,  whose  justice  might  demand 

Our  souls  a  sacrifice  ; 
Yet  scatters  with  unweary'd  hand, 
A  thousand  rich  supplies. 

4  Our  covenant  God  and  Father  he, 

In  Christ  our  bleediug  Lord  ; 
Whose  grace  can  heal  the  biu-sting  heart 
With  one  reviving  word. 

5  Fair  garlands  of  immortal  bliss 

Me  weaves  for  every  brow  : 

And  shall  rebellious  passions  rise, 

When  he  corrects  us  now  ? 

6  Silent  we  own  Jehovah's  name  ; 

We  kiss  the  scourging  hand  ; 
And  yield  our  comforts,  and  our  life, 

To  his  supreme  command. 

HYMN  245.    Long  Metre.    S 

Satisfaction  in  God  under  the  loss  nfdear  Friend-. 

1  f  I^HE  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge 

|_     The  flowing  tear,  the  heaving  sigh  ; 
When  his  own  children  fill  around, 
When  tender  friends  and  kindred  die. 

2  Yet  not  one  anxious,  murmuring  thought 
Should  with  our  mourning  passions  blend  ; 
Nor  would  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 

Th'  Almighty,  ever  living  Friend. 


HYMN  CCXLVI.  4« 

3  Beneath  a  numerous  train  of  ills 
Our  feeble  flesh  and  heart  may  fail ; 
Yet  shall  our  hope  in  thee,  o;ir  God, 
O'er  every  gloomy  fear  pn  vail. 

4  Parent  and  Husband,  Guard  and  Guide  } 
Thou  art  each  tender  Name  in  one  ; 
On  thee  we  east  our  every  care, 

And  comfort  Seek  from  thee  alone. 
Our  Father.  God.  to  thee  we  look, 
Our  Rock,  our  Portion  and  our  Friend  ; 
And  on  thy  covenant-love  and  truth, 
Our  sinking  souls  shall  still  depend. 

HYMN  246.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 
Comfort  tinder  the  loss  of  Ministers, 

1  "T^TO^v  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive, 
j3l     And  all  our  tears  be  dry  : 

Win  should  those  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief^ 
Which  view  a  Saviour  nigh  ? 

2  What  tho'  the  arm  of  conquering  death 

Dots  God's  own  House  invade  : 
What  tho'  the  Prophet  and  tin  Priest 
Be  numbered  with  the  dead  ! 

3  Tho'  earthly  Shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  ag^d  and  the  young  : 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  clos'd, 
And  mute  th'  instructive.tongue  : 

4  The  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

New  comfort  to  impart ; 
His  eye  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 

5  "  Lo,  I  am  with  you,"  saith  the  Lord  : 
"  My  Church  shall  safe  abide  ; 
For  I  will  ne'er  forsake  my  own, 
"  Whose  souls  in  me  confide/' 

6  Thro"  every  scene  of  lift  and  death, 

This  promise  is  our  trust ; 
And  this  shall  be  our  children's  song, 
When  we  are  cold  in  dust. 


486  HYMN  CCXLVII,  CCXLVIII. 

HYMN  247.    Common  Metre.    Rippon. 

The  bodies  of  the  sairits  quickened  and  raised  by  tin 

Spirit.    Rom.  viii.  11. 

1  XX7~HY  should  our  mourning  thoughts  delight 

VV      To  grovel  in  the  dust  ? 
Or  why  should  streams  of  tears  unite 
Around  the  expiring  just  ? 

2  Did  not  the  Lord,  our  Saviour,  die, 

And  triumph  o'er  the  grave  ? 

Did  not  our  Lord  ascend  on  high, 

And  prove  his  power  to  save  ? 

3  Doth  not  the  sacred  Spirit  tome, 

And  dwell  in  all  the  saints  ? 
And  should  the  temples  of  his  grace 

Resound  with  long  complaints  ? 
t  Awake,  my  soul,  and  like  the  son 

Burst  thro1  each  sable  cloud  ; 
And  thou,  my  voice,  tho'  broke  with  sighs, 

Tune  forth  thy  songs  aloud. 

5  The  Spirit  rais'd  my  Saviour  up, 

"When  he  had  bled  for  me  ; 
And,  spite  of  death  and  Hell,  shall  raise 
Thy  pious  friends  and  thee. 

6  Awake,  ye  saints,  that  dwell  in  dust, 

Your  hymns  of  victory  sing  : 
And  let  liis  dying  servants  trust 
Their  ever-living  King. 
HYMN  248.     Common  Metre.     Dr.  Watt's  Lyric. 
A  prospect  of  the  Resurrect  ion. 

1  TTOW  long  shall  death,  the  tyrant,  reign, 
JJL     And  triumph  o'er  the  just ; 
While  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  slain 

Lies  mingled  with  the  dust  ? 

2  Lo,  I  behold  the  seatter'd  shades ! 

The  dawn  of  heaven  appears  ; 
The  sweet,  immortal  morning  spreads 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

3  I  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 

And  Haming  guards  around  ; 


HYMN  CCXLIX. 

The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room. 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 

4  I  hear  the  voice,  "  Ye  dead,  arise  ' 

And  lo,  the  graves  obey  ; 
And  waking  saints  with  joyful  eyes 
Salute  tli'  expected  day. 

5  They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing 

Rise  to  the  mid-way  air  ; 
In  shining  garments  meet  their  King, 
And  low  adore  him  there. 

6  Oh,  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 

Among  them  cloth 'd  in  white : 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand 
Is  infinite  delight. 

7  How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 

When  our  returning  King 
Shall  bear  us  homeward  thro'  the  skies, 
On  Love's  triumphant  wing  I 

HYMN  249.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Tlie  last  Judgment.    Rev.  21. 5—8 
I  C<  EE  where  the  great,  incarnate  God 
O  Fihs  a  majestic  throne, 
While  from  the  skies  his  awful  voice 
Eears  the  last  judgment  down. 
[2  "  I  am  the  first,  and  I  the  last ; 

"  Through  endless  years  the  same  ; 
"  I  AM  is  my  memorial  still, 
"  And  my  eternal  name. 
[3  a  Such  favours  as  a  God  can  give, 
"  My  royal  grace  bestows  : 
"  Ye  thirsty  souls,  come  taste  the  streams, 
"  Where*  life  and  pleasure  flows.] 
[1  a  The  saint  that  triumphs  o'er  his  sin  s, 
u  I'll  own  him  for  a  son  ; 
<;  The  whole  creation  shall  reward 
"  The  conquests  he  has  won. 
5  tt  But  bloody  hands,  and  hearts  unclean, 
"  And  all*  the  lying  race, 
"  The  faithless  and  the  scoffing  crew 
"  That  spurn'd  at  ofFer'd  grace : 


488  HYMN  CCL. 

6  "  They  shall  be  taken  from  my  sight, 

"  Bound  fast  in  iron  chains, 
"  And  headlong  plung'd  into  the  lake 
"  Where  fire  and  darkness  reigns."] 

7  Oh,  may  I  stand  before  the  Lamb, 

When  earth  and  seas  are  fled  ! 
And  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  name 
With  blessings  on  my  head ! 

8  May  I  with  those  forever  dwell, 

Who  here  were  my  delight  ; 
While  sinners,  banish'd  down  to  hell, 
No  more  offend  my  sight. 
HYMN  250.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
God  the  Thunderer  ;  or,  The  last  judgment,  and  hell 

1  CJING  to  the  Lord,  ye  heavenly  hosts, 
J5     And  thou,  O  earth,  adore : 

Let  death  and  hell,  thro'  all  their  coasts, 
Stand  trembling  at  his  power. 

2  His  sounding  chariot  shakes  the  sky, 

He  makes  the  clouds  his  throne  : 

There  all  his  stores  of  lightning  lie, 

Till  vengeance  darts  them  down. 

3  His  nostrils  breathe  out  fiery  streams  ; 

And  from  his  awful  tongue 
A  sovereign  voice  divides  the  flames, 
And  thunder  roars  along. 

4  Think,  O  my  soul,  the  dreadful  day 

When  this  incensed  God 
Shall  rend  the  sky,  and  burn  the  sea, 
And  send  his  wrath  abroad  ! 

5  What  shall  the  wretch,  the  sinner  do? 

He  once  defy'd  the  Lord  ; 
But  he  shall  dread  the  Thunderer  now, 
And  sink  beneath  his  word. 

6  Tempests  of  angry  fire  shall  roll, 

To  blast  the  rebel  worm  ; 
And  beat  upon  his  naked  soul 
In  one  eternal  storm. 

*  Made  in  a  great  storm  of  thunder,  August  Ike 
SWA,  1697. 


HYMN  CCLI,  CCLII.  489 

HYMN  251.     Long  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
A  happy  resurrection. 
j  "VJ"  0, 1  '11  repine  at  death  no  more, 
_l\    But  with  a  cheerful  voice  resign 
To  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave 
These  dying,  v  ithering  limbs  of  mine. 

2  Let  worms  devour  my  wasting  flesh, 
And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  dust ; 
My  God  shall  raise  my  frame  anew 
At  the  revival  of  the  just. 

3  Break,  sacred  morning,  thro'  the  skies ; 
Bring  that  delightful,  dreadful  day  ! 

Cut  short  the  hours,  dear  Lord,  and  come, 

Thy  lingering  wheels  how  long  they  stay  .' 
[4  Our  weary  spirits  faint  to  see 

The  light  of  thy  returning  face, 

And  hear  the  language  of  those  lips, 

Where  God  has  shed  his  richest  grace  J 
[5  Haste  then  upon  the  wings  of  love, 

Rouse  all  the  pious,  sleeping  clay, 

That  we  may  join  in  heavenly  joys, 

And  sing  the  triumphs  of  the  day.] 

HYMN  252.    Long  Metre.    Rippon. 
The  books  opened.    Rev.  xx.  12. 

1  "VfETHINKS  the  last  great  day  is  come  ; 
jyJL  Methinks  I  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 
That  shakes  the  earth ,  rends  every  tomb, 
And  wakes  the  prisoners  under  ground. 

2  The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  trust, 
Aw'd  by  the  Judge's  high  command  ; 
Both  small  and  great  now  quit  their  dust, 
And  round  the  dread  tribunal  stand. 

3  Behold  the  awful  books  display'd, 
Big  with  th'  important  fates  of  men  ; 
Each  deed  and  word  now  public  made, 
As  wrote  by  heaven's  unerring  pen  I 

4  To  every  soul,  the  books  assign 
The  joyous  or  the  dread  reward ; 


490  HYMN  CCLIII. 

Sinners  in  vain  lament  and  pine  ; 
Xo  plea  the  Judge  will  here  regard. 
5  Lord,  when  these  awful  leaves  unfold. 
May  life's  fair  book  my  soul  approve  : 
There  may  1  read  my  name  enrojl'd, 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

HYM  253.    Short  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 

T/ie  Jiiial  sentence  and  misery  of  the  wicked.     Matt. 
xxv.  41, 

1  A    ND  will  the  Judge  descend  ? 
J\_  And  must  the  dead  arise  I 

And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all  discerning  eyes  ? 

2  And  from  his  righteous  iips 
Shall  this  dread  sentence  sound  ; 

And  thro'  the  numerous  guilt)'  throng, 
Spread  black  despair  around  ? 

3  "  Depart  from  me,  accurs'd, 
"  To  everlasting  name, 

•'  For  rebel  angels  first  prtpar'd, 
"  Where  mercy  never  came.*' 

4  How  will  my  heart  endure 
The  terrors  of  that  day  ; 

When  earth  and  heaven,  before  his  face, 
Astonish'd  shrink  away  ? 

5  But,  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 
The  mansions  of  the  dead, 

Hark,  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound, 
What  joyful  tidings  spread. 

6  Ye  sinners,  seek  his  grace, 
Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear  : 

Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

7  So  shall  that  curse  remove, 
By  which  the  Saviour  bled; 

And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 
His  blessings  on  your  head. 


HYMN  CCL1V,  CCLV.  « 

HYMN  254.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Doddridge. 

TAe  ./*W  sentence  and  happiness  of  the  righteous. 

Matt.  xxv.  34. 

1  A    TTEXD,  my  soul,  my  heart,  rejoice, 
_^"\.  While  Jesus  from  liis  throne, 
Betbre  the  bright  angelic  hosts. 

Makes  his  last  sentence  know  n. 

2  When  sinners,  cursed  from  his  face, 

To  raging  flumes  are  driven  ; 
His  voice,  with  melody  divine, 
Thus  calls  his  saints  to  heaven. 

3  "  Bless'd  of  my  Father,  all  draw  near, 

"  Receive  the  great  reward  : 

"  And  rise  with  raptures  to  possess 

"  The  kingdom  love  prepared. 

4  u  Ere  earth's  foundations  first  were  laid, 

M  His  sovereign  purpose  wrought, 
"  And  rear'd  those  palaces  divine, 
"  To  which  you  now  are  brought. 

5  "  There  shall  you  reign  unnumber'd  year?, 

"  Protected  by  my  power : 
"  While  sin  and  death,  and  pains  and  cares, 
"  Shall  vex  your  souls  no  more." 

6  Come,  thou  majestic  Saviour,  come, 

This  j  ubilee  proclaim ; 
And  teach  us  language,  fit  to  praise 

So  great,  so  dear  a  Name. 
HYMN  255.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  S.  Stenncu. 
The  last  Judgment. 


H' 


Aloud  th'  Archangel  cries : 
While  thunders  roll  from  pole  to  pole, 
And  lightnings  cleave  the  skies. 

2  Th'  affrighted  nations  hear  the  sound, 

And  upward  lift  their  eyes : 
The  slumbering  tenants  of  the  ground 
In  living  armies  rise. 

3  Amid  the  shouts  of  numerous  friend* 

Of  hosts  divinely  bright, 


492  HYMN  CCLVT. 

The  Judge  in  solemn  pomp  descends, 
Array'd  in  robes  of  light. 

4  His  head  and  hairs  are  white  as  snow  ; 

His  eyes  a  fiery  flame  ; 
A  radiant  crown  adorns  his  brow, 
And  Jesus  is  liis  name. 

5  Writ  on  liis  thigh  his  name  appears, 

And  scars  his  victories  tell : 
Lo  !  in  his  hand  the  Conqueror  bears 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell. 

6  Lo  !  he  ascends  the  judgment  seat, 

And  at  his  dread  command, 
Myriads  of  creatures  round  his  feet 
In  solemn  silence  stand. 

7  Princes  and  peasants  here  expect 

Their  last,  their  righteous  doom ; 
The  men  who  dar'd  his  grace  reject, 
And  they,  who  dar'd  presume. 

8  u  Depart,  ye  sons  of  vice  and  sin," 

The  injur'd  Jesus  cries, 
While  the  long-kindling  wrath  within 
Flashes  from  botn  his  eyes. 

9  And  now  in  words  divinely  sweet, 

With  rapture  in  his  face, 

Aloud  his  sacred  lips  repeat 

The  sentence  of  his  grace. 

10  "  Well  done,  my  good  and  faithful  sons, 

"  The  children  of  my  love  : 
"  Receive  the  sceptres,  crowns,  and  thrones, 
"  Prepar'd  for  you  above." 
HYMN  256.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 
Hope  (f  Heaven  by  the  resurrection  of  Christ. 
1  Pet.  i.  3,  4, 5. 
1  TQ  LESS'D  be  the  everlasting  God, 
JJ  The  Father  of  our  Lord  : 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
His  majesty  ador'd. 
3  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son , 
And  calfd  him  to  the  sky, 
He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope 
That  they  should  never  die 


HYMN  CCLV1I.  4! 

3  What  tho'  our  inbred  sins  require 

Our  ilesh  to  see  the  dust, 
Yet,  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rose, 
So  all  lus  followers  must. 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine 

Reserv'd  against  that  day  ; 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefil'd, 
And  cannot  fade  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept 

'Till  die  salvation  come : 
We  walk  by  faith,  as  strangers  here, 
'Till  Christ  shall  call  us  home. 

HYMN  257.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Assurance  of  Heaven  ;  or,  A  saint  frrepared  to  die. 

2  Tim.  iv.  6,7,  8,18. 

[1  TVEATH  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 
JLf  And  bear  my  spirit  home  ; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  so  slow, 
Nor  my  salvation  come  ? 

2  With  heavenly  weapons  I  have  fought 

The  battlesof  the  Lord, 
Finish'd  my  course,  and  kept  the  faith. 
And  wait  the  sure  reward.] 

3  God  has  laid  up  in  heaven  for  me 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  righteous  Judge  at  that  great  day 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  cf  grace  decreed 

This  prize  for  me  alone  ; 
But  all  that  love,  and  long  to  see, 
Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 

5  Jesus,  the  Lord,  shall  guard  me  safe 

From  every  ill  design  ; 
And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom  take 
This  feeble  soul  of  mine. 

6  God  is  my  everlasting  aid, 

And  hell  shall  rage  in  vain  : 

To  him  be  highest  glory  paid, 

And  endless  praise.    Amen. 


494  HYMN  CCLVI1I,  CCLIX. 

HYMN  258.     Common  Metre.    Dr.  Walls. 
Blessed  are  the  dead  that  die  in  the  Lord.    Rev.  xiv.  8 

1  TJEAR  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims 
Xl  For  all  the  pious  dead  ; 

Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  bless'd  ; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are ! 
From  sufferings,  and  from  sin  releas'd, 
And  freed  from  every  snare. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

They're  present  with  the  Lord  ; 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  hirge  reward. 

HYMN  259.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

The  martyrs  glorified.    Rev.  vii.  13,  &c. 

1  rr\  HESE  gim-imis  minds,  hozv  bright  they  shine 

J_     Whence  all  their  white  array  ? 
How  came  tlicy  to  the  happy  seats' 
Of  everlasting  day  ? 

2  From  torturing  pains  to  endless  joys 

On  fiery  wheels  they  rede. 
And  strangely  wash'd  their  raiment  white 
In  Jesus'  dying  blood. 

3  Now  they  approach  a  spotless  God, 

And  bow  before  Ids  throne  : 
Their  warbling  harps  and  sacred  song's 
Adore  the  holy  One. 

4  Theunveil'd  glories  of  his  face 

Among  his  saints  reside  ; 
While  the  rich  treasure  of  his  grace 
Sees  all  their  wants  supplied. 

5  Tormenting  thirst  shall  leave  their  souh 

And  hunger  flee  as  fast ; 
The  fruit  of  life's  immortal  tree 
Shall  be  their  sweet  repast. 
5  The  Lamb  shall  lead  his  heavenly  floel* 
Whore  living  founts  i 


HYMN  CCLX,  CCLX1.  49 

And  love  divine  shall  wipe  away 
The  sorrows  of*  their  eyes. 

HYMM260.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  Watts. 

Heaven  invisible  and  holy.    1  Cor.  ii.  9.  10.    Rev 

xxi.  27. 

1  VTOR  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
J^l    Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 

What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar*d 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come ; 

The  heams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky. 

And  all  the  region  peace : 

No  wanton  lips,  nor  envious  e>  <• 

Can  see,  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gates  forever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame  : 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there. 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life: 

There  all  their  names  are  found  ; 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 
To  tread  the  heavenly  ground. 

HYMN  261.    Long  Metre.    Dr,  Watts. 
The  sight  of  God  and  Christ  in  heaven. 

1  "TAESCEND  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove. 

I  /     Stoop  down,  and  take  us  on  thy  wings  , 
And  mount,  and  bear  us  far  above 
The  reach  of  these  inferior  things  ; 

2  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  sky, 
Up  where  eternal  ages  roll, 
Where  solid  pleasures  never  die, 
And  fruits  immortal  feast  the  soul. 

3  Oh,  for  a  sight,  a  blissful  sight, 
Of  our  Almighty  Father's  throne ! 
There  sits  our  Saviour,  crown'd  with  light. 
<.'Ioth'd  in  a  body  like  our  own. 


496  HYMN  CCLXII. 

4  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand. 

And  thrones  and  powers  before  him  fall . 
The  God  shines  gracious  thro1  the  man. 
And  sheds  sweet  glorkson  them  all. 

5  Oh,  what  amazing  toys  tiny  feel, 
While  to  their  golden  harps  tin  y  sine; 
And  sit  on  everj  heaven!}  hill, 

Ami  spread  the  triumphs  of  their  King  ! 

6  When  shall  the  day,  deaf  Lord,  appear, 
That  I  shall  mount,  to  dwell  abort  ; 
And  stand,  and  lww,  and  worship  there, 
And  view  thy  face,  and  sing  and  love  i1 

HYMN  262.    Common  Metre.    Dr.  S.  Steinut*. 
T/ie  promii'd  land. 

1  f\~X  Jordan's  rugged  banks  1  stand, 
\J   And  cast  a  wishful  eye 

To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
W  lure  my  possessions  fie. 

2  Oh.  the  transporting  rapturous  seene. 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fulds  array'd  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  Then  gt  nerous  fruits,  that  never  fail, 

On  trees  immortal  grow  ; 
There  rocks  and  hills,  and  brooks  and  yaks, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  O'er  all  those  wide  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  clay  : 
There  God,  the  sun,  for  ever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds  or  poisonous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore, 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death 
Are  fell  and  fcar'd  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  plac-f . 

And  be  fon  ver  blest  } 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rot  i 
?  Fill'd  with  delight,  my  raptur'd  sou! 
Can  here  no  longer  sta>  : 


HYMN  CCLXIU. 
Tho'  Ionian's  waves  around  me  roll, 

Fearless  I'd  kninch  away. 
HYMN  263.    Common  Metre.     Rippon. 
The  everlasting  song. 
\  T7I  ARTH  has  engross'd  my  lore  too  long  ; 
_[i     'Tis  time  I  lift  mine  eyes 
Upward,  dear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 
And  to  my  native  skies. 
9  There  the  blest  Man,  my  Saviour,  sits  ; 
The  God,  how  bright  he  shines  ! 
And  scatters  infinitedt lights 
On  all  the  happy  minds. 
:;  Seraphs  with  elevated  strains 
Circle  the  throne  around  ; 
And  move,  and  charm  the  starry  plains 
With  an  immortal  sound, 
•t  .lesns,  the  Lord,  their  harps  employs  ; 
JeuiS,  thy  love,  they  sing: 
.Testis,  the  life  of  all  our  joys, 
Sounds  sweet  from  every  string. 
^5  Hark,  how  beyond  the  narrow  bounds 
Of  time  and  space  they  run  ; 
And  echo  in  majestic  sounds 
The  Godhead  of  the  Son  ! 

6  And  now  they  sink  the  lofty  tune, 
And  gentler  notes  they  play  ; 

Lnd  bring  the  Father's  Equal  down 
To  dwell  in  humble  clay. 

7  O  sacred  beauties  of  the  Man ! 

(The  God  resides  within  :) 
His  flesh  all  pure  without  a  stain  ; 
His  soul  without  a  sin. 
£  But  when  to  Calvary  they  turn, 
Silent  their  harps  abide ; 
Suspended  songs,  a  moment  mouru 
The  God,  that  lovM,  and  died. 
•'  Then,  all  at  once,  to  living  strains 
They  summon  evt  ry  chord  : 
Tell  how  he  triumph 'd  o'er  his  pains, 
And  chant  the  rising  Lord.l 
Mm 


4y8  HYMN  CCLXIII. 

10  Now  let  inc  mount,  and  join  their  song, 

And  be  an  Angel  too  : 
My  heart,  my  hand,  my  ear,  my  tongue, 
Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 

11  I  would  begin  the  music  here  ; 

And  so  my  soul  should  rise : 
Oh,  for  some  heavenly  notes,  to  bear 
My  passions  to  the  skies  .' 

12  There  ye,  that  love  my  Saviour,  sit ; 

There  I  would  fain  nave  place, 
Among  your  thrones,  or  at  your  feet, 
So  I  might  see  his  face. 


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TO  FIXD  ANT  HTMS  BY  TIIE  FIKST  LINZ. 


A  Page. 

DORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God  328 

Ah  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain  432 

Almighty  Father,  gracious  Lord,  357 

Almighty  Maker,  God,  438 

And  must  this  body  die,  478 

And  will  the  Judge  descend,  490 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done,  434 

Arise  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers,  411 

As  showers  on  meadows  new ly  mown,  388 

Attend  my  soul,  my  heart  rejoice,  491 

Attend  while  God's  exalted  Son,  374 

Attend  ye  children  of  your  God,  444 

Awake,  awake  the  sacred  song,  337 

Awake  my  heart,  arise  my  tongue,  399 

Awake  our  drowsy  souls,  435 

Awake  our  souls,  away  our  ftars,  393 

Away  from  every  mortal  care,  437 

BACKWARD  with  humble  shame  we  look,      358 

Behold  how  sinners  disagree,  390 

Behold  the  blind  their  sight  receive,  347 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb,  351 

Behold  the  grace  appears,    _  336 

Behold  the  potter  and  the  clay,  374 

Behold  the  sons,  the  heirs  of  God,  402 

Behold  the  woman's  promis'd  seed,  367 

Behold  the  wretch,  whose  lust  and  wine  391 

Behold  what  wondrous  grace  379 

Bless'd  be  the  everlasting  God,  492 

Bless'd  be  the  tie  that  binds  404 

Bless'd  morning  whose  first  opening  rays  433 

Bless'd  are  the  humble  souls  that  see  418 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  dead),  362 

Bright  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God,  346 

C1  AN  creatures  to  perfection  find  324 

,  /   Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs,  352 

Come  hither  all  ye  weary  sonlSj  370 


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Come  weary  soirts  with  sins  distress'd,  371 

Christ  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme,  377 

Come  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove,  385 

Come  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove,  386 

Come  we  that  love  the  Lord,  421 

DEAREST  of  all  the  names  above,  343 

Daughters  of  Zion,  come  behold  344 

Dear  Lord,  and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest, 
Do  we  know  that  solemn  word, 
Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song 
Dtath  with  his  dread  commission  seal'd 
Death  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid, 
Dirath  !  'tis  a  melancholy  day, 
Deluded  souls  !  who  think  to  find 
Death  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 
Descend  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove. 

ERE  the  blue  heavens  were  stretch'd  abroad, 
Eternal  wisdom  thee  we  praise, 
Eternal  spirit,  we  confess 
Eternal  source  of  every  joy. 
Earth  has  engross'd  my  love  too  long, 

FATHER  of  glory,  to  thy  name 
Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines, 
Father  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace 
Esther  of  mercies,  in  thy  house 
Father  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless, 
Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns, 

GREAT  King  of  glory  and  of  grace, 
God  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 
Gentiles  by  nature  we  belong 
Go  preach  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord, 
Grace,  'tis  a  charming  sound, 
God  is  a  Spirit  j  ust  and  wise, 
Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise, 
Great  God,  I  own  thy  senteuce  just, 
Grtat  Father  of  mankind. 
Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth, 
Great  God,  oppress'd  with  grief  and  fear, 
God  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice 
Great  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song 
Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand- 


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Great  King  of  glory  and  of  grace,  360 
Great  Ruler  of  th^  earth  and  skies,                    -    4ri7 

HAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews,  38 1 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign,  395 

llark  J  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound,  475 

Hark,  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes,  337 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims,  494 

He  comes,  he  comes,  to  judge  the  world,  491 

He  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives,  350 

Hence  from  my  soul  sad  thoughts  be  gone,  413 

Hosanna  with  a  cheerful  sound,  456 

How  are  thy  glories  here  display'd,  452 

How  are  thy  servants  bless'd,  O  Lord,  356 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet,  419 

How  charming  is  the  place,  436 

How  heavy  is  the  night,  342 

How  honourable  is  the  place  417 

How  large  the  promise,  how  divine,  369 

How  long  shall  death  the  tyrant  reign,  436 

How  should  the  sons  of  Adam's  race,  330 

How  soft  the  words  my  Saviour  speaks,  463 

How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place,  451 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below,  410 

IH  A.TE  the  tempter  and  his  charms,  409 

In  sweet  exalted  strains,  439 

Is  this  the  kind  return,  390 

JESUS  invites  his  saints,  447 

Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies,  449 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace,  428 

fesus,  my  Saviour  and  my  God,  334 

Join  all  the  glorious  names,  339 

Keep  silence  all  created  things,  324 

LADEN  with  guilt  and  full  of  fears,  362 

Let  avarice  borne  from  shore  to  shore,  363 

Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say,  416 

Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be,  327 

Let  party  names  no  more  404 

Let  Pharisees  of  high  esteem,  399 

Let  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood,  361 

Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie  373 

Let  us  adore  th'  eternal  Word,  4 1« 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord,  4<io 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound,  100 


504  A  TABLE. 

Pugr. 

Thrice  happy  souls,  who  bom  of  heaven,  401 

The  righteous  Lord;  supremely  great,  423 

The  v  ondering  nations  have  beheld,  426 

Thou  only  sovereign  of  my  heart  429 

'Twas  the  commission  of  our  Lord,  440 

Thussaith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord,  441 

Thus  did  the  sons  of  Abraham  pass,  4  42 

'Twas  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night,  444 

To  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord,  446 

The  promise  of  my  Father's  love,  44  7 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on,  454 

To  praise  the  ever-bounteous  Lord,  458 

Time,  what  an  empty  vapour  'tis,  462 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Name,  165 

To  thee  who  rtign'st  above,  468 

Thou  only  centre  of  my  rest,  469 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight,  477 

Thy  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord,  482 

The  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge  484 
JTiese  glorious  minds  how  bright  they  shine,         494 

UP  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high,  323 

Unite,  my  roving  thoughts  unite,  414 

WAIT, O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will,  327 

When  the  first  parents  of  our  race.  338 
While  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by  night,    334 

We  bless  the  prophet  of  the  Lord,  341 

What  equal  honour  shall  we  bring,  347 

With  tears  of  anguish  I  lament,  359 

What  shall  the  dying  sinner  do,  3C5 

Where  are  the  mourners,  saith  the  Lord,  382 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  king  387 

Why  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee,  408 

When  in  the  light  of  faith  divine,  412 

Why  should  a  living  man  complain,  413 

Who  shall  the  Lord  s  elect  condemn.  415 

When  I  cah  read  my  title  clear,  425 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay,  428 

What  strange  perplexities  arise,  432 

Welcome  sweet  day  of  rest,  436 

While  sinners  who  presume  to  bear,  439 

With  humble  heart  and  tongue,  465 

While  o'er  our  guilty  land,  O  Lord,  466 

What  scenes  of  horror  and  of  dread,  478 


A  TABLE,  505 

Page. 

When  death  appears  before  my  sight,  480 

When  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away,  482 

Why  should  our  mourning  thoughts  delight,  486 

YE  humble  souls,  approach  your  God,  335 

Yes,  the  Redeemer  rose,  34S 

Ye  sons  of  men  with  joy  record,  355 

Ye  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears,  414 

Ye  humble  souls  complain  no  more,  422 

Ye  wretched, hungry,  starving  poor,  444 

Ye  sons  of  Adam  vain  and  young,  461 

Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm,  463 

Ye  virgin  souls  arise.  479 

Ye  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming  tears,  483 


CONTENTS. 

THE  being  and  perfections  of  God,  323 

The  character,  actions,  sufferings,  and  7  ,o, 

glory  of  Christ,  5  J 

Creation  and  providence,  353 

The  fall  and  temptation  of  man,  35S 

The  scriptures,  362 

Invitations  of  the  gospel,  3&J 

Doctrines  of  the  scriptures,  373 

Influences  of  the  Spirit  of  God,  386 

The  Christian's  character  and  graces,  390 

The  Christian's  blessings  and  sufferings,  7  407 

danger  and  safety,  5 

nyri-.  i-  t  Private  worship,        431 

Christian  worship.  J  publk  ^^ '        433 

Baptism,  440 

The  Lord's  Supper,  444 

Times  and  seasons,  .  45S 

Time,  death,  the  resurrection,  the  7  471 
judgment  and  eternity.        5 

FINIS. 


